RefurbiSHED

If you think there's something wrong Holes appearing on your lawn Don't you blame the man next door It's not him

Flowers walk from place to place Dark spot moves around your face Objects vanish without trace It's not you

I'm the mole from the Ministry And you'll all bow down to me I'm the mole in your potting shed I'm the bad thoughts inside your head And you won't catch me

(Fish and visitors smell after three days) If you thinks there's something strange Garden starts to rearrange From perfect lawn to mountain range It's not you

I'm the mole from the Ministry Working underground And you'll all bow down to me Moving facts and figures all around I'm the mole in your potting shed Undermine your world I'm the bad thoughts inside your head And you shouldn't think me, No! And you shouldn't think me Mole Mole Mole

NOOLigan wrote:

Minx wrote: Well there was a man who lived in a shed Spent most of his days out of his head For his shed was rotten let in the rain Said it was enough to drive any man insane When it rained He felt so bad When it snowed he felt just simply sad.

Well there was a girl who lived nearby Whenever he saw her he could only simply sigh But she lived in a house so very big and grand For him it seemed like some very distant land So when he called her His shed to mend, She said i'm sorry you'll just have to find a friend.

Well this story is not so very new But the man is me, yes and the girl is you So leave your house come into my shed Please stop my world from raining through my head Please don't think I'm not your sort You'll find that sheds are nicer than you thought.

you're the man and I'm the girl.

My dad, the best dad that I've had don't care about nothing he's not even working he's not only my dad the best friend that I've had don't think he's a mad dad

His dad, is sleeping with boots on it makes me start wonder cause there is no thunder according to my dad don't think he's a mad dad it's only some tigers he has got in our shed

My dad, the best dad that I've had lies under the table he's wearing his bathrobe he's listening to lovesongs

His dad won't go to the woodshed thinks bugs will attack him according to my dad it's only some tigers he has got in our shed

Diggy who the hell is that in your avatar?

Looks like a fat Noel Edmonds.

Looks like a hybrid of Johnny Vegas and Noel Edmonds to me

he's finally using himself in his avatar. :D

Minx wrote: Just for you....

haha, I feel much better, thx

You're welcome

Love the Avatar by the way

Shed Game chez Snorri Sunday 10am if anyone's interested... It's been too long...

Snorri xxx

Hang on...... Sunday has a morning????

Yep... You snooze, you lose...

Snorri xxx

Can I not submit my guesses early? I could leave you a nice little list

Ok, but it definitely won't be a hawaiian shirt or a copy of BM...

Snorri xxx

I don't have much of a list now

I will try to make Sunday morning but thank you for being so genial about it xxx back at you.

Would that she were in my Shed, Chris... laugh:

Snorri xxx

She's in my bed.

Bed or head?

Snorri xxx

Christopher Owens wrote: She's in my bed.

Chris,you selfish b'stard, share with the noolers :p

Minx wrote: You're welcome

Love the Avatar by the way

arek p. wrote:

Christopher Owens wrote: She's in my bed.

Chris,you selfish b'stard, share with the noolers :p

What are you intending with that tongue?

is that Nancy Sorrell?

Christopher Owens wrote:

arek p. wrote:

Christopher Owens wrote: She's in my bed.

Chris,you selfish b'stard, share with the noolers :p

What are you intending with that tongue?

she makes my mouth water, hahahahaa

I may host a shed game to celebrate resurrecting and clearing out my shed

Please Johnny

Johnny wrote: is that Nancy Sorrell?

Michelle Marsh

With Lucy Pinder

Jeffari-al-Texani wrote: aren't they a bit old to be playing with rubber duckies?

Not in my bath.

EVENING ALL and RON

Put yer feet up Mick