Just had 7 FK eggcrate grilles delivered to my place

[happy diver]

He's talking about the eclectic bunch, not the bloody car!

[kieran40]

I'm that fella to the right happy diver lol


I wonder if he was selling fk grills that day.

[DXMachina]

I wanna know why Jesus is leaning on Minerva's head and holding a Meyle HD Drop-link in that pic

And the other foreground guy's got a grecian urn. whats a grecian urn?

[kieran40]

John Keats the romantic poet wrote a poem ode on a Grecian urn dx

[kieran40]

Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.

Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.

O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."

[ASt85]

Originally Posted by DXMachina

whats a grecian urn?

and I thought the response was "About 3 drachmas a week".......historically correct if you believe Eric and Ernie.........but pre-euro!

[Cornishv40]

The FK turned up today, Thank you gatos .

Up for sale now is my Volvo egg crate for £50 plus the postage..
In good used condition, with a very tiny air line crack on the side..

[kieran40]

Didn't know you were selling a couple of airbags aswell pat lol they are oem fun bags not airbags cough cough

[Cornishv40]

Originally Posted by kieran40

Didn't know you were selling a couple of airbags aswell pat lol they are oem fun bags not airbags cough cough

Sarah is my sales woman Kieran. Feel free(lol) to make her an offer

[ma70]

Oof, Beeny bags! (god I feel immature making puns like that... great stuff!)