spent £20 on a pair of neoprene wellies in Aldi - offer Day, fishing clothes, must have been a senior moment thing. HOWEVER, I put them on outside the shop and walked 3 miles home in them (which included standing for 5mins in a raging beck to test them).
I was very impressed. They felt warm putting them on and my feet really suffer in the cold and usual wellies even with boot socks never warm up.
So there you go, warm boots for £20, I'm thinking of getting another pair, cutting the tops off, painting them brown and using them for best.
Had a bad turn today
Had a bad turn today
I spent most of my money on Booze, Women and Boats. The rest I wasted.
We're born naked, wet and hungry - then things get worse
We're born naked, wet and hungry - then things get worse
Re: Had a bad turn today
But Mick, there is an heat wave forecast with associated drought.... due to El Aldi effect 
' what you forgot is still there, it's just a matter of remembering where it is! '
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jack sparrow
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Re: Had a bad turn today
Hi Mick
Do the sheep round yorkshire way like them? LOL Mick
Do the sheep round yorkshire way like them? LOL Mick
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Re: Had a bad turn today
BROWN BOOTS for best??? I would have thought a kentish man had better fashion sense.
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Re: Had a bad turn today
BRAHN BOOTS
written by Weston & Lee, performed by Stanley Holloway
Our Aunt Hanna's passed away,
We 'ad her funeral today,
And it was a posh affair,
Had to have two p'licemen there!
The 'earse was luv'ly, all plate glass,
And wot a corfin!... oak and brass!
We'd fah-sands weepin', flahers galore,
But Jim, our cousin... what d'yer fink 'e wore?
Why, brahn boots!
I ask yer... brahn boots!
Fancy coming to a funeral
In brahn boots!
I will admit 'e 'ad a nice black tie,
Black fingernails and a nice black eye;
But yer can't see people orf when they die,
In brahn boots!
And Aunt 'ad been so very good to 'im,
Done all that any muvver could for 'im,
And Jim, her son, to show his clars...
Rolls up to make it all a farce,
In brahn boots...
I ask yer... brahn boots!
While all the rest,
Wore decent black and mourning suits.
I'll own he didn't seem so gay,
In fact he cried most part the way,
But straight, he reg'lar spoilt our day,
Wiv 'is brahn boots.
In the graveyard we left Jim,
None of us said much to him,
Yus, we all gave 'im the bird,
Then by accident we 'eard...
'E'd given 'is black boots to Jim Small,
A bloke wot 'ad no boots at all,
So p'raps Aunt Hanna doesn't mind,
She did like people who was good and kind.
But brahn boots!
I ask yer... brahn boots!
Fancy coming to a funeral,
In brahn boots!
And we could 'ear the neighbours all remark
"What, 'im chief mourner? Wot a blooming lark!
"Why 'e looks more like a Bookmaker's clerk...
In brahn boots!"
That's why we 'ad to be so rude to 'im,
That's why we never said "Ow do!" to 'im,
We didn't know... he didn't say,
He'd give 'is other boots away.
But brahn boots!
I ask yer... brahn boots!
While all the rest,
Wore decent black and mourning suits!
But some day up at Heavens gate,
Poor Jim, all nerves, will stand and wait,
'til an angel whispers... "Come in, Mate,
"Where's yer brahn boots?"
written by Weston & Lee, performed by Stanley Holloway
Our Aunt Hanna's passed away,
We 'ad her funeral today,
And it was a posh affair,
Had to have two p'licemen there!
The 'earse was luv'ly, all plate glass,
And wot a corfin!... oak and brass!
We'd fah-sands weepin', flahers galore,
But Jim, our cousin... what d'yer fink 'e wore?
Why, brahn boots!
I ask yer... brahn boots!
Fancy coming to a funeral
In brahn boots!
I will admit 'e 'ad a nice black tie,
Black fingernails and a nice black eye;
But yer can't see people orf when they die,
In brahn boots!
And Aunt 'ad been so very good to 'im,
Done all that any muvver could for 'im,
And Jim, her son, to show his clars...
Rolls up to make it all a farce,
In brahn boots...
I ask yer... brahn boots!
While all the rest,
Wore decent black and mourning suits.
I'll own he didn't seem so gay,
In fact he cried most part the way,
But straight, he reg'lar spoilt our day,
Wiv 'is brahn boots.
In the graveyard we left Jim,
None of us said much to him,
Yus, we all gave 'im the bird,
Then by accident we 'eard...
'E'd given 'is black boots to Jim Small,
A bloke wot 'ad no boots at all,
So p'raps Aunt Hanna doesn't mind,
She did like people who was good and kind.
But brahn boots!
I ask yer... brahn boots!
Fancy coming to a funeral,
In brahn boots!
And we could 'ear the neighbours all remark
"What, 'im chief mourner? Wot a blooming lark!
"Why 'e looks more like a Bookmaker's clerk...
In brahn boots!"
That's why we 'ad to be so rude to 'im,
That's why we never said "Ow do!" to 'im,
We didn't know... he didn't say,
He'd give 'is other boots away.
But brahn boots!
I ask yer... brahn boots!
While all the rest,
Wore decent black and mourning suits!
But some day up at Heavens gate,
Poor Jim, all nerves, will stand and wait,
'til an angel whispers... "Come in, Mate,
"Where's yer brahn boots?"