It could only happen to the Drummer. . .

just trying to work out whether it would have improved his technique in a live situarion? I've been blown up by a pyro, stabbed by a bass string and hit by flying glass, but never contemplated having my head cut off. Maybe one day . . . .

Cue the hordes of Drummer Jokes . . . .!!!

Mines the one with the large metronome in the inside pocket.

The Kali worshippers finally got him

Was the statue wearing a large ruby ring and painted red?

Mine's the psychedelic-colored marching band jacket.

"I was born here and I'm proud of it"

So it matters where your mum was lying down when she gave birth to you? Why? Have you nothing else to be proud of? Have you done anything with your life? Helped anyone? Made the world a better place, perhaps?

Nope, thought so.

I was brought up there, I had an educated accent from my parents and got attacked by the whining kids with the words "you're a snob". Soon learned to say the f-word every other word and speak like I needed to spit all the time. Although that has got worse, the accent was definitely gentler when I was a kid.

Still live in the area, across the river in Birkenhead. I like living there, it's quiet and still has all of the advantages of a suburban life. But we tend not to whine.