Nice nitpick.
Didnt I say this?
“where too many people are trying to see too few GP’s?”
Did you not “blame” GP appointments on overpopulation driven by allegedly illegal immigration?
Did you just make that up?
Perhaps you could enlighten us on what you meant by this post? Not the first time I’ve misunderstood something cryptic on this forum.
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Ah, so you’ve decided it was cryptic?
So it wasnt?
It was a question.
He answered it.
Stop looking for angles
You asked me if I made it up. I clearly didnt.
Dont back out now, you were doing so well
You weren’t.
Go and find another angle to get your teeth into
Tell you what i’ll have an apple instead
Hurhur does not bother me either way. It’s family drama over demolition of a house that escalated into ‘political persecution’. It just highlighted the amusement of political agendas in full swing. When Lee Hsien Yang was running the show for the big companies in Singapore, he was labelled as the epitome of nepotism of the Lee Dynasty as with his brother the PM. Now that he decides to go against his brother, he is hailed as a hero. The fickle mindedness of voters and the select few who wants to profit from seeing chaos in a stable country like Singapore.
For anyone who believes this government is “socialist” or “far left”, here’s more evidence to the contrary:
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Not sure anyone in their right mind and certainly no-one on here has accused this government of being socialist or far left 
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This is veiled incitement.
Nah. Andrex and Sainsbury’s own brand are good.
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I remember being in Dartmouth, and had the chance to look around the Agatha Christie residence where she did a lot of her writing, and referenced in her novels, some of the inside and outside features on display.
Lovely sprawling house, set in its own grounds… inside the library, high ceiling, lots of books on shelves, original desk, fountain pen, inkwell etc… living room, coal fire, cinema style heavy duty curtains on the windows, bedrooms, hallways, kitchen/scullery, etc etc…
Then, opened the door to what was unusual in those days, an indoor toilet. Was met with this brand of toilet paper hanging on a loop of string…
My immediate thought that struck me… My God…! She must have had to use this in her hour of need - Sort of made her less formidable to me after that :0)
Twenty five years or so later, and the house, grounds, decor are just a blur… The only thing I can remember with clarity to this day, is the IZAL shiny paper toilet roll hanging on a string…!
Anyone, and that is literally anyone, that had the misfortune to have to use a sheet, or ten of that stuff… Will never ever forget for the rest of their lives… It was torture :0)
Have found and included a snippet from a blog that states similar, so I am obviously not alone in my condemnation
A brief story of Izal toilet paper and the cubicle of pain
Hold that poo!
I WOULD dread it! The thought of heading into the grey chilly cubicle would make me tremble. I’d hold my breath and clench my buttocks hoping to hold out until home time. It’s 2pm: only an hour and a half to go but I’m bursting! Can I make it? No… yes… maybe…
Keep clenching, take slow deep breaths, don’t think about it – instead think about making it home and finding relief in the smallest room in the house.
Gotta go!
It’s no good, I give into the sensation and my hand shoots up requesting permission to go to the cubicle of pain.
I enter the cubicle like a boy heading into the headmasters office for six of the best. I enter, and my enemy is there, innocently hanging from the dispenser roll. I hesitantly lock the door behind me and drop my trousers before carefully placing my bum on the chilly black toilet seat.
Torture time!
Business completed and poo flushed away. I shiver as I know this is when the innocent looking enemy bursts into life and inflicts punishment that will torment me for hours. I reel-off a strip and my hand shakes like I’m receiving an electric shock. I wipe and cringe as coarseness of the toilet paper runs on my bum. One strip is not enough so I reel off another one; more coarseness and more pain on my innocent bum!
I exit the cubicle of pain walking like I’ve been shot in the backside. I get back to my desk and sit down gingerly. I can hear my torturer on the roll giggling-away in the distance.
Where was the Andrex dog to save me?
Beyond Evil!
Dr Izal you are wicked! You showed no remorse and the pain from your torture session lasted for hours! You should be banned from all school toilets and your toilet surgery shut down! Dr Izal, I’m glad I’ll never ever set foot in your cubicle of pain again!
Anyway… what thread am I on again :0)
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A bit like John Wayne: tough, rough, strong and hard, and takes no shit off anyone.
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Just heard that a quarter of children aged between 11 and 15 use vapes 
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