There will be a meeting at the Foundry bar in Old street on tuesday 15th april at about 6.30pm to discuss, amongst other things, how to distribute cash from the emergency fund.Everyone is welcome to bring their ideas along and have some input.There will also be a competition to find a name for the fund but no prize I'm afraid.Here's my suggestion: The London Cycle-Courier Outfit or LICCOUT! Cheers.
Hey John, maybe we can call it the LKCHPCNGFF....Let's Keep the Cash and Have a Party Cos Nobody Give a F**k Fund...your post has been on for a few days and not one single messenger has an opinion or a comment about having an Messenger Emergency Fund in London....but we know all about the stuff couriers carry in their bags...essential....should we bother?.....reading this forum for the last few months, it seems everyone has an opinion on everything so tell us what you think.....bonsoir
I was saving all my insightful comments for the meeting 'cos I try to only use the internet for talking shite. That gives me 5 days to come up with at least one insightful comment ...hmm ...I may turn up late.
I've organised a few parties in my day, so I was thinking of maybe doing an event where we can all get drunk and check some cool varied music and all the proceeds could go to the EMF. It's shaping up to be one fucking hectic summer but if I have time I'd like to get involved.
You burden me with your questions You'd have me tell no lies You're always asking what it's all about But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough But when I do I'm a fool These times I've spent, I've realized I'm going to shoot through And leave you
The things, you say Your purple prose just gives you away The things, you say You're unbelievable
You burden me with your problems By telling me more than mine I'm always so concerned With the way you say You've always go to stop To think of us being one Is more than I ever know But this time, I realize I'm going to shoot through And leave you
The things, you say Your purple prose just gives you away The things, you say You're unbelievable
Seemingly lastless, don't mean You can ask us Pushing down the relative Bringing out your higher self Think of the fine times Pushing down the better few Instead of bringing out the clues To what the world and everything anger to Brace yourself with the grace of ease I know this world ain't what it seems.
(You're unbelievable) You burden me with your questions You'd have me tell no lies You're always asking what it's all about But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough But when I do I'm a fool These times I've spent, I've realized I'm going to shoot through And leave you
The things, you say Your purple prose just gives you away The things, you say It's why I love you more The things, you say Your purple prose just gives you away The things, you say You're Unbelievable
erm... back to the topic,we had a very productive meeting last night with some excellent ideas put across.The ball is rolling so cheers to everyone involved.