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Any idea why police Scotland are still in the 1980s in terms of paying their speeding fines? Cheque or postal order. If it's just too be awkward then I quite like it. When you get notice of the fine they don't include a stamped address envelope or easy way to admit your guilt. It needs to be done in writing. Old school. Part of me admires their level if shit-housery here (as annoying as it fucking is).

We got the phonecall back, offering us £68pm for 18 months, and we've accepted. We've got sky sports, bt sports, and 2 boxes so that's probably a fair price. The woman on the phone said she couldn't defend how they'd handled the negotiation. She said in 18 months time weve to phone back, refuse their first offer, and then cancel. At that stage someone from her dept would phone us and give us the best price. I wanted 60 but I had reluctantly agreed 70 to begin with, so 68 without any hassle of changing seems pretty fair.

After I'm fed up losing my shit, I quite like going for the quiet, ruthless consequence. Kids playing up in the car is great. One gentle, upbeat warning. Then a very clear but still quiet final warning. Then I take away their time on the consoles. I have to admit there's a wee bit of me that revels in their pain. My missus loses the rag much more, even though she let's them away with murder.

I don't keep up to date with Inverness fans feelings or dodds interviews - but folk love to talk pish and exaggerate something out of nothing. That game could've easily went the other way. There was very little in it.

f**k no. That boy was a c**t. Good player when he feels like it but they needed to punt him.

Lads there's f**k all wrong with what dodds said in that interview. Ayr were not the better team in the first half and Inverness were unlucky to be a goal down. The second ayr goal also had an element of fortune about it. The free kick was shite but mckenzie did well to hammer it into a great area. Inverness had chances, and failed to take them, and we got our goals at absolutely the right time. We weren't dominating them at all.

I presumed they were using that phrase ironically...

Do you reckon most folk support the team from the town they moved to, or the team from the town they grew up in? He's ours. Dumfries fucking killed him.

Was the performance really that good? I thought we competed well but we took the lead against the run of play. Inverness were poor, and we looked solid at the back. It's an excellent result but I wasn't blown away by the performance. I thought he looked sheepish because he knew it hit him, rather than him actually scoring. Could be wrong, though. Definitely didn't celebrate the way he did at the start of the season.

She was a lost soul. Not too bright but had just enough about her to walk away from these c***s. She'll continue to slowly realise how fucked up they were.

Fucking hell. Sounds like a clear beating.

I've only got it on the radio but jeezo it sounds like brook is really hurting khan.

I didn't see it clearly but did he divert it in? I genuinely thought it just hit him. It certainly was traveling at some speed, and his celebration suggested that he didn't know much about it. Thought he did quite well otherwise, but can be frustrating.

Absolutely. They seem to be a shambles at the moment.

Surely this isn't going all the way? Khan within 6 for me. Brook is thick as f**k, and didn't come across well in the build up.

So I don't need to buy away tickets online? Just as easy to turn up and buy them from the shop in the stand?

I've been fucked over by virgin recently. I got the January price rise letter and phoned up to have that knocked off (Martin Lewis told me to). They did it but then the confirmation email had a completely different agreed deal - charging me 9 quid pm more. That annoyed me. This evening I phoned up to cancel, hoping for a last minute deal, and got one. I got offered my current deal (2 boxes, sky sports, bt sports) for £60pm. But the woman said there was an error so I was to phone back in 10 minutes and she'd put a note on on my account. I did this, and no-one could then offer me that deal. They agreed the note was there, and that I'd been given that offer, but now they couldn't confirm it. Ended up at the complaints dept and have now terminated my contract. 17 years of virgin and it looks like I'm finally done. The missus has agreed to get an alternative set up but I'm still half expecting a phone call offering me the deal at 60. But f**k me what a mess of a company. That was 90 minutes of my life I'm not getting back.

Looks lovely but a bit fancy for the kids. We've booked into a pizza place, Cheese and Tomatin? We've been to zizi's but weren't too impressed.

Excellent. I'm away to book somewhere for tea tomorrow night.

Greenied for 'shite snow'.

Do pubs still show big fights like this weekend's? I'm up in Inverness with the family but I want to see this, and I reckon I could persuade the missus to let me sneak out for an hour or 2.

You're not wrong but if there wasn't a law you'd never get the baw back. Keep the law, and just enforce it more. I like when the striker holds up his fingers and counts the six seconds out. More of that please.

I think that was gone by the time I moved here, 15 years ago, or not long after. Do the games get called off for a frozen pitch much up there? We've got a 24 hour cancellation on our hotel but I guess it's more about the roads than the game.

Absolutely agree. I've got a fairly serious chronic illness, and it's easy to fall into the trap of self-pity. Watching that clip certainly provides a kick up the arse in that respect.

As a thoughtful birthday gift, my missus booked us into a hotel in Inverness this Saturday so I'll be pretty fucking annoyed if it's off. Last time we did this was the playoffs. Can't remember the score that day but we took a good crowd and put up a fair fight before bowing out gracefully. Ten pin bowling was the evening entertainment which we're hoping to repeat. For some unknown reason, Dundee doesn't have a bowling alley. It might be scotland's coolest city but that's tinpot as f**k.