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I passed Terry Venables once in a London hotel. He was going in just as I was leaving; we were in separate compartments of the spinny-round door thing.

That's because nobody ever watched it.

Back on topic, Stevie stood next to Attila Csihar in the jacks last week. Does that count?

At the end of the day the thread instigator is the ultimate winner. But not for the reason stated in the original post.

But for this instead.

Heh. Tips' story is one I tell regularly for the vicarious thrill.

Sauchie, checked out prog 427, nerve centre on inside page, the artist on opposite page is Cam Kennedy? Z

It says his age is 427, which is funny as he hasn't aged a day...

I've never even heard of it. But I'm happy to give you a boot.

[24 years old]

So, we had a 37th birthday for the Prog. And that is a fine and right thing to do. 37 years for a print comic is some going, especially for a weekly anthology.

And yet, it has just occured to me that the Meg is 24 years old this year.

Yep, that's right: 24 years old.

My understanding is that Meg has danced with death quite a few times, yet it has outlasted so many of its peers (by which I mean monthly anthologies), from Crisis to Revolver to Clint.

It's a gem, the endurance of which is dimmed simply because it has to bask in the radiance of the Prog. Yet its own achievements should not be ignored.

So, let's take a little moment to realise we have two, not one, treasures.

And if you only subscribe to the Prog, then shame on you!

[never]

Awww man! I NEVER get invited to those kinda happy fun times....!

Thing is, you are a girl. By definition, you will never be invited to a stag-do, what with it being a men-only affair.

But the pizza was fab.

Is that a bottle of fancy water lurking below the table? The shame!

He had the shakes, m'kay. We decided "no beer 'til after breakfast"

Stag do breakfast. We had three of these bad boys.

I have just returned from a three night stag do in Alicante.

Acceptable highlights include metre long pizza, a trip to a casino and a "local tapas speciality of the region" being a bacon and egg roll.

Nothing else happened.

Just look at that lovely smile and even in his hour of need he can still post a typical Scottish meal for us all to marvel at

Typical Scottish meal? But... there's nothing fried on that plate. And there's some kind of green stuff!

Title of series, look closely and you may see something

I give in. Is it the spotlight /bat signal?

[not]

According to a Solicitor we are having to deal with (and who seemingly refuses to take my calls), the Marriage Certificate which was hand-written on watermarked paper in black ink, signed by the Deputy Superintendent Registrar before the very eyes of ourselves and the 70-strong congregation, and which was presented to us during our wedding ceremony, is not ample evidence of my wife and I being married.

Rather than have me send this very certificate to them in order to prove we're married, the Solicitor's assistant says that I have to get it photocopied, get this photocopy signed by a clerk at a Post Office, and then send the signed photocopy.

How that makes any sort of sense, and how these people make more money than me, I really don't know.

There's a kind of good news/ bad news thing there. On the one hand, you might not be married. On the other hand, you might not be married.

(NB - yes, I am currently writing a best man's speech)

One adult and three children for The Lego Movie: £39.56.

Popocorn and drinks: £18.50.

FFS! No wonder I hardly go to the pictures. Far better off buying the DVD and some Butterkist in Asda.

I'd have told you that was likely for a fiver. That way, you'd have have enough left from the cinema entrance for popocorn and a Gravity download.

Look, if a free digital catalogue was available then that defeats the point of me having all the paper progs.

You want them, sonny, you come buy them from me. I got my retirement to fund.