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Oh ffs!

Never really liked West and South Yorkshire in particular for the reasons already highlighted. As a southerner, my accent has never been that well received up there. The old East Riding is ok though and parts of N.Yorks are beautiful. I once played a gig in Leeds at a very popular venue at the time called the Duchess of York. We actually got lost backstage - no shit, straight out of Spinal Tap. To get to the stage, you had to go down a spiral staircase, cross a flat roof (in pouring rain), through the kitchen where one of four doors lead to a narrow corridor and down another flight of stairs at the back. We ended up doing a loop and back on the roof three times. Great crowd though - couldn't fault them. I recall a friend of mine heading up to Elland Road in the early 90s making an ill-advised journey up there to hand out anti nazi-league leaflets outside the ground during a home game. In the face of all advice and wisdom, his conviction was too strong. He got filled in by a bunch of skinheads and ended up in intensive care.

Unlike his dissident forebears, who believed that they were fighting for principle and personal integrity but could never defeat the system, Navalny maintained that his actions could help shape a future Russia in as you suggest, a post-Putin landscape. He also believed that, by acting with courage and determination, he could inspire others to set aside their fears. He was fifteen years old during Glasnost and the collapse of the Soviet Union, and understood that Putinism would not last forever. During his arrest hearing in January, Navalny told the judge that she would likely outlive Putin, and go to prison for sanctioning Navalny’s arrest (the judge then reprimanded him). Back in the days of the U.S.S.R., the pro-democracy dissident movement lived by the rule that, given the choice between prison and foreign exile, one should always opt for exile. Early in the Putin era, when some former dissidents were still around, they passed this wisdom on to members of the new opposition. The late dissident Yelena Bonner, for example, persuaded the now deceased oligarch Boris Berezovsky to leave the country rather than risk arrest. This argument rested on the assumption that the Soviet totalitarian state would last forever, or at least a very long time, and that the battle against it would be eternal. Despite the reach of state assassins, polonium 210 and novichok the notion was that one could do more good alive abroad than dead at home. Very simply, as far as I understand it, Navalny disagreed, His return was a calculated risk based upon his public profile, cause célèbre and the eyes of the world being on him in addition to his smart voting initiative. It was intended as a symbolic act of defiance against a former authoritarian, now totalitarian state that is unfortunately as we have seen, operating outside international law or recourse and the basic fundamental conventions of human rights.

It really isn't. Often it takes time for pathologists to determine the precise cause of death, or the family simply do not want it to be shared. In this case, aside from there being no suspicious circumstances, his bother has intimated that there were unfortunate 'lifestyle choices'. Read into that what you will. Despite this, although the possibility of suicide cannot be ruled out at this stage, speculation is pointless.

There are several and have been named and shamed in past engagements on here. They tend to go silent at times like these because they achieve little more than their own self-incrimination

It's not simply down to scoring. There are understated positions and less ostensibly glamourous positions in an American Football team that demand insane levels of composure, coordination and skill. Left Tackle is probably the most challenging position to play, whilst cornerbacks are the decathletes of NFL. Possibly the greatest ever to play in the position was the great Darrell Green who played for the Redskins for two decades.

Twice too. May 1996, I was also there. The cross from Mickey Whitlow for what resulted in Muzzy's first goal was sublime. Also remember a freezing December afternoon, not long after Christmas, losing 2-1. Smudger sored on the stroke of half-time. Looked sure to take the three points and a decent away win when in the 90th minute Colin West scored - twice. To make matters worse, the window on my Cortina jammed fully down just on to the M1. Had to drive almost the entire journey home in a blizzard. Watford had a decent team then - the likes of Barnes, Rostron, Terry, Blisset, Jackett.

That's terrifying. I'm so sorry to hear that. I'm assuming they fled when they triggered the sensor? If you don't mind me asking, where do you live?

Or a spoonful of miracle perhaps?

Tell that to Sir Alex Ferguson. Likely, yes, I wasn't for one minute suggesting that it wasn't - we didn't travel well in at that time. Although not to win an away league fixture in it for two seasons is quite significant, particularly since we did win away in blue. As I recall it wasn't that popular with the players.

Why? No use simply saying it. Those are the facts. Probably, yes.

Not really, but if it gives you the horn, then I'm delighted for you.

As I remind folk every time this predictably gets posted each year, we never actually won an away League fixture in the original. I recall the last time I watched us play in it, which was mercifully the final time we ever wore it...and we were spanked at Kenilworth Road 4-0. Sad day, Lineker and Peake made their last appearance for the club and tragic to also recall that their last league fixture in a City shirt was this abomination.

English football supporters are often not the brightest - and prone to entitlement - but we in particular have an exceptionally dim fan base possibly only surpassed by the knuckle draggers at Pompey. You only have to look back at some of the posts on this forum. You are absolutely right, it's mind boggling.

You should not wait more than 28 days from referral to finding out whether you have cancer or not. I was on the diagnostic pathway for 79 days after five consultant cancellations. When I received the final one, immediately after opening the letter, I drove down to the hospital department that afternoon, informed them what had happened and a staff nurse who was visibly appalled, arranged for me to see a doctor immediately who was able to give me my diagnosis.

Well, If you go down to Willow Farm to look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies - Open your eyes, it's full of surprise Everyone lies like the fox on the rocks. And the musical box