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It's an NHS thing. We always go to the local hospital, and there'll be one for each locality. The counties are fairly big, but I'll use your map and explain.

Say you live in or around Taunton (I know Taunton, nice place, good shops, cracking hotel called The Castle). Taking out the private hospitals (which wouldn't

*le sigh*

England is not America. We do things differently here.

You in England?

I live in Suffolk. Large county, lots of hospitals and that...but if I get taken in, I go to West Suffolk because that is my primary care trust - so if someone was told I was in hospital, and they knew the village I lived in, that is where they would go. You can end up elsewhere, but West Suffolk is

There will be a hospital local to them, and he'd have gone there. NHS you see, you go to your nearest hospital :)

I love Jim Steinman, he's a brilliant writer. And I stand corrected, it wasn't Bonnie Tyler, it was Pandora's Box.

Imagine how awesome Bonnie would sound though...oh man.

Did Meatloaf ever sing it? First time I heard it was by Bonnie Tyler...

Her version WAS the cover - Bonnie Tyler sang it first.

Also, if you are big, and you got lucky with your dress, consider selling it on. My dress should have been £1300, but I bought the shop sample for £500. I could have kept it but I'd never have worn it again. I sold it on ebay for £180, and had the pleasure of giving someone else the joy of wearing properly engineered

If your dress cost you £150 brand new and the seller tells you it's made of silk, beading, hand stitched embroidery and/or Chantilly lace, they are lying. It is that simple. Either spend the money on the real deal if that is what you want, have a dress made by a local dress maker, or buy from a reputable online

Muppet cock!

I'm sorry, but this is complete BS. Seriously, the sex part? Lifted from every piece of daddy/daughter erotica EVER. It is the kind of bollocks that seasoned Samaritans recognise as 'I want to talk to you about my fantasies so I can masturbate to your discomfort'.

Seriously Tracy? I am disappointed in you for

Lena Dunham applauded.

Due to the last mirena being hoovered up (see previous comments), they left the threads longer this time. I had to have them clipped because they were a bit stabby for me (they had left them SUPER long), and after the second clip they were 'manually' put out of they way by my lovely gyno. Husband doesn't notice em,

The worst thing I heard during the first attempt to remove my last mirena was 'Can someone get me a longer speculum?'

I had my last mirena replaced under general anaesthetic (long story short, the threads on my last one were hoovered up into my uterus, so they needed me knocked out so I didn't Freak The Fuck Out at all the rummaging around).

Damn it, you beat me to it!

I was devastated when a member of my husband's family invited us to their wedding, but not my son. No explanation was given (my son is well-behaved and polite), so we assumed that no children were invited due to venue size.

When we got to the reception (ours was an evening invitation), it turns out that all the other

They are the best photos though.

Are you kidding me? I'd have literally shit myself laughing.

My fondest wedding memories are of various children (and the occasional adult) skidding across the dance floor on their knees. Without them it isn't the same. I gave all my guests the choice - some decide to leave the kids at home and have a night away, some were grateful to be able to bring them and not have to find