i just can't wait to see this film. well done vinny. fantastic (and well deserved) reviews.

the undertones thinking they might be quite good? that's a strange concept.

stansted - derry october 19th - 21st (fri - sun) £69.98.......now thats not bad.'doina, you know i've been working hard lately, well the thing of it is.....'

'oh yes dearest, i forgot about xmas in dublin dearest....'

'yeah i know i went to west brom last week and i'm going to portsmouth on tuesday, ok dear point taken, love you....'

'yeah i know i went to west brom last week and i'm going to portsmouth on tuesday, ok dear point taken, love you....'

i had a great conversation with a taxi driver yesterday.the car in front was doing all sorts of funny things so he automatically assumed it was a woman driver(i know...sexist pig)...amazingly though it was a woman driver.we then had to agree that when on the road woman simply aren't aware of whats going on around them, and we realised this is true in general not only on the roads.he gave me two examples of his(lovely) wife and both could also be said of my(darling gorgeous) wife.

firstly, when in the supermarket why oh why do they insist on reading the backs of everything?? aarrrggghhhhhhh!! what are they looking for exactly?? thats why men can go shopping in 10 minutes and women take 2 hours and 10 minutes.

secondly, why do they (our wonderful wives) insist on giving the cashier the right money?? especially when there's a big queue behind which they are completely oblivious to??(just like when they're driving).it goes something like this.....'would you like the right money dear?'.....'no thats ok madam'...........'its ok i have it here(somewhere)' they then decide to open their purse and have a look(couldn't do that while they were waiting)........'now lets see(queue getting bigger) one pound, one pound twenty,how much was it again dear?'.........'£1.85 madam, but don't worry we've got plenty of change in the till'..............'no,no, dear, i know i've got it here, i need to get rid of it'.............'one twenty, one seventy, one eighty, one eighty two, one eighty three.........oh dear sorry my love i thought i had it, i'll have to give you a fiver instead'.ring any bells lads?

i can imagine what bells you will be hearing tonight cliff. ding ding round 1 to doina.

sounds about right george, she packs a fair punch.

i'm sorry cliff but your talk with the taxi driver is codswallop- women might give the impression of not knowing what is going on around them but its because they are always thinking of the next thing on the list. at least we can multitask, unlike blokes. and i never read the label, just chuck it in the trolley.but i do always try to give the right change so i'll give you that one.

i've just read your comments again and it'll serve you right if she doesnt let you go to derry! lindsay, back me up here please

doina if you need any help.......(sexist modifier required please cmos). perhaps the taxi driver should ask himself why his wife finds shopping so much more exciting than what's on offer at home!

well come on jackie, 1 out of 2 wasn't bad.