General Chat

I'm a freak, definitely a freak. *sobs* Dunno why I never did. I've always been surrounded by music. Older brother, younger brother bought records and tapes. My children never did anything without music blaring out. Perhaps I was too busy partying and out listening to bands live to bother. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it. Freaky Mags xx

OMG Mags, that's almost freakish. lol !!!

*deep sigh* Ok, time to fess up. Apart from presents and music for my daughter's wedding I have never ever in all my long and obviously not very 'with it' life bought a music record, disc, album or whatever. Not even when I was in my teens. All my 'music' comes from free CD's out of the papers. How sad. *deeper sigh* Mags xx

Trifely......pmsl !!! Hmmmm, not too many confessions happening here.

Shouldn't that be Nefer and brothers rowing my barge???? pmsl

At least I think I'm something interesting. I could have thought I was daft and become a politician. Row, row, row your barge, gently up the Nile Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,life is worth a smile :o) Trifley X

Definitely the wine bit lolol

Hmmm, I think it's the wine trifle that may be the cause of the pharoah complex.

Not just a pharaoh Rebs but a wine trife too lolol

I can't do craft things either, Rebs.

There there Trifely.............it's okay, really !!! *what do you say to someone who thinks she a bloody pharaoh?*

Okay me Me is an Geek more ways than one cant cook dont drive too dangeous cant spell fall asleep at the drop of a pin but gets up at 5qm but i do love my friends Me is a Geek

In fact I am such a wussy wombat I have deleted my confession before the morning crew read it and begin to tease me mercilessly Ken xx

Thank the gods they have finaly gone. I've been hiding behind these curtains for hours waiting for them to choof off. I don't know what I am....(sobs)... I can't do any of those crafty things like Rebs, or speak a foriegn language like Kaz. I don't even sing in the shower or cook...oh dear what can I do...(paces up & down room, thinking). I can......no that's no good, everyone breathes. Dejected and sad, Trifley walks over to chair and sits down. Oh dear me....what can I do! All of a sudden a star flashes over Trifley's head . That's what I can do!....................I can pretend! I can make bright, happy places for people to come to and have fun. That's it.........I'm a PRETENDER! Now happy and feeling fulfilled, Trifley skips out of room.

Me too ................. ;o) nite all..........xx

I hope so Nick Lol!!

Nite all..........looks like i'm on a promise coming Kaz........... (blimming demanding women!!!!)

Will do Nick!! Nite Rebs! Hoping for more confessions tomorrow!!

Nite all, sending you all some fairy dust for sweet dreams...

Kaz...........keep it warm for me....i'll be up in a minute......