I would have been four, so I was probably at playgroup or sat around in the living room with a big bucket of sticklebricks and big lego.
I can't believe that this thread has got to six pages without a single mention of Sophie Aldred - incredibly cute all the time, but I definitely preferred her as Ace in Dr. Who.
After posting above I've realised that I completely forgot to add that I'm very sorry that this happened to you Kaz, and equally pleased that the appropriate action has been taken as far as possible to ensure I won't have to put up with the company of somebody like that.
I would like to add though, in the spirit of encouraging newbies that things like this happen at perfectly vanilla social events - I've had to 'rescue' friends on a number of occasions in the past (one of the times when being a really big bloke comes in very useful - most people, even when very pissed, realise that taking a swing at me is likely to be a bad idea), and if I spot somebody making unwelcome advances to anybody then you can rely on me to poke my nose in and, if necessary growl appropriately.
I like Kitkat's suggestion about the convergence of communications and computing, but for me the 'net is far, far more useful on a daily basis than my mobile phone.
I had a big molar out back at the beginning of the year that'd needed attention for at least 18 months or so - it was being pushed upwards and forwards by my Wisdom tooth.
The local anaesthetic worked fine, and they used plenty, so it didn't actually hurt that much. The only problem was that the roots of all of my teeth are weird - they've all grown together and turned into a big hook-like protruberance that's remarkably difficult to extract. It took a big, strong, dentist in his mid-twenties about 15 minutes of twisting, tugging, and pulling before he got it out, and he had to stop for a rest half way through :shock: . To be honest, I was glad when it was out as I'd been in agony for ages beforehand. It's not an experience I'd want to repeat if possible.
Having said that, I'd rather have root canal surgery without any anaesthetic than do my regular job of accompanying Mrs. DP to the dentist - due to her shakes even a scale and polish requires her to be sedated, which I'm not comfortable with at all, given that I wouldn't generally trust a medic or dentist to find their own arse with both hands and a map.
Welcome back mate.
Dare I ask what you did to the computer?
Well it reckons I'm going to kick the bucket aged 64, probably because I have a BMI of 36 and smoke.
The fact that they're using BMI at all means that the results are highly dubious - it was developed in the 1850's to measure starvation rather than obesity (and is actually quite sensitive for that), but more importantly, it was never designed to be worked out for an individual - it is primarily a measure of the health (or otherwise) of populations, and as such is strictly the mean height of the population over the square of the mean body mass of the population.
I suppose it just goes to show that the mathematical and statistical knowledge of the average medic can be written in 18 point print on the back of a postage stamp.
It seems to be working now, and a hell of a lot faster (though that might just be low demand because it's just been offline).