Best of Black Lab week on the XXX-Factor !

The dawn of a new week still didn’t bring news of a dear member of Ballybumba’s family returning home. Her lappy has been in the PC world hospital for 3 weeks now and they are still nowhere near finding a cure for it. We hope that by the time you are reading this it has been cured and returned to the family home. In the mean time we will continue to send our hopes and wishes to you as well as talk about.

Firedrake reached a landmark. We will all wish her well done on reaching 10,000 posts. Here’s to the next 10,000.

Cake. We love it. Now we are talking about making of the Xmas cake. All the ingredients have been listed. I think that the main ingredient in most of the cakes is – BOOZE. Lots off it. Just lay of the cider vinegar. If you can get it without ID.

Now from Firedrake;s 10,000 post to chunkichick’s First. Welcome to BL.

Happy Birthday to Steph. Many Carling Returns. It is the last of the “big” birthdays next year. Happy 39th from all your friends on BL.

Now the BL dating Agency is open for business.. Currently available is the Amazing Anita, delightful Den and Loveable Lyndsay. So fellas you need to join up and pass the test of the Vixens. If you survive. Pulse optional, but proffered.

Well that is the Gossip this week. There was the usual goings on with the news and the sort, but this is some of the other stuff that we talk about.

Here's my ramblings this week.

The Aliens have landed. In a masterstroke they took over the pivotal position of Anita’s Myspace account. Please delete here from your profile before you are anal probed.

On Monday we where still basking in a celebrationery glow. Still from the wedding some British bloke won the F1 Championship for the 1st time in 13 years. I’m sure we are all hoping that it’s the 1st of many!

It was children’s playground on Tuesday,. Discussions varied from Santa to what Den was going to put in her stockings. We found out that we should not bother to buy a present and send it to Santa and just put it under the tree.

Wait….


2mins….


Remember.


Back to goings on.

Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it’s Super Den. Well it was till she hit the deck after falling out of the loft. Also beware if LiseM calls you up. She’s really the PhoneJacker.

Coming soon – the BL cookbook. With SpagBallyBol and Molly’s Cat Hot Pot. Also featuring Manda’s Amenesia Pasta Bake Surprise!

Lise’s maternal instincts became too much on Wed and she gave birth to a healty 5 foot inflatable santa. Mother and Santa are doing well and are looking forward to being home for Xmas.

Molly – Here is your list for today –

Read Blog.
Post on BL
Give Birth.

It’s all change up north. Lyndsay needs to change her phone. She took her phone swimming. It still has it’s trunks on. Meanwhile Demi and Big Gay Al are upgrading their house. They are moving out of the 1 room penthouse to a little surbaban house on the pairee.

Now I hand you over to our reporter from Dudlaaaaaaaaaaay .... LiseM.


well what a week it has been in the world of BL , we were all waiting with baited breath for news from our american correspondant sue with news of the presidential election , we saw history in the making with the first black president of the united states , congratulation america




more closer to home the biggest news was ARSENAL BEAT MAN U HAHAHAHA and i thought id make sure the whole of the BL world knew it

debates were held on is it legal to marry your first cousin and who is realy to blame for mediumship


most of the forum sat with baited breath last sunday at the formula 1 grandprix , BL send its congratulation (well except from sluggie ) to Lewis hamilton

we also send our congratulations to Joe Calzaghe who won his fight and remains unbeaten , thats one hell of a record


Best wishes went out to Dbevs left ankle as her right was getting all the attention ( hope you feel better soon donna)

BBC has sctictly come dancing BL never to be outdone had the haka with a challenge from our lord to learn it and post a video of you doing it

again X factor was a big talking point of the week and shock last night as one of the favorites laura was sent home


and what can i say about the vixens section , nothing haha you men might be reading this and its only for us laydeeeessss and our issues so we aint telling hehe


the week saw halloween and bonfire night , the winner of the best halloween costume went to our stephy , man it gave me nightmares for days



and what can i say about bonfire night i think it gave us all insight into what it would sound like living in a war zone


which leads me nicely on to today rememberance sunday where all on BL will reflex on the heroes who have given there lives for our freedom , for the children growing up minus a parent we will be holding a 2 minute silence to remember and to thank our countries fallen heroes god bless you all

To BL's 2nd couple

There's been no blog over the past few weeks as we've all been addicted to Facebook's "Be A Tycoon". You are all welcome to join. There is a group (or cartel) for BL and we're planning our world domination! We currently in the top 500. 

The past few weeks have been eventful. 

Top Story - Charlie and Alys Wed.

The big day has past. In a registrary office in Hyde Charlie finally tied Alys down to a lifetime of pirate japes. A life on the waves of marriage for Mr and Mrs Deadaye. A joyous occasion was had by all and now the time to wish them all the happiness in the world. 

US Election Special,

BL has our special US correspondant Firedrake. Now that she has torn herself away from the celebs she has her 4 yearly late night US predidental race. We all hope that you can keep your eyes open and see who wins. 

Several BL members enjoy the 1 night a year they are allowed to go out in public!

The rogues gallery has been over run with pics of the members. Normally they have their make up on and pressed up, but now they put up pics of what they look like normally!

Now there is many other topics that I would go into, but if you want the low down on that you will have to look for them! If I have missed out anything that you like shold be in the blog send it to me (Neilll) by next Saturday and I'll put it for next weeks Blog.

Till then... post safe!

Victims Coz we have different hair.

The blog this time is different from what ive wrote before, im writing this as I sit here and think, these are my thoughts of how im feeling at this moment, how scared I am how I fear what my husband may do, how do I protect him from what they are turning him into.

You all may know some background, we live on a street that is not very friendly, they are a lot of chavs around here and our house backs onto a cut, infact its the main cut for the area, so our house not only backs onto this cut, it goes around the side and around the back of our house and so we have no protection.  Yes we have 6ft fences up but that dont protection from top windows and well all you have too do is stand back into the cut and you can aim nicely at our kitchen window.

None of our families know what we are going from, Neils only family around here are elderley and if they knew what we are going through then im afraid it would be too much for them, his gran is already drained from everyday life and so there is no way we can tell her what Neil is going through and she is very protective of her family and fear this would just upset her too much.

Neils dad lives in Oman and so we cant turn too him, yes we can speak on MSN but thats about it, and my family sadly although they would do what they could with dad having a stroke and now being in a stroke unit he aint able too do anything, my mum has her own problems and there mainly health related and I know if I said can we all move in there tomorrow then she would probably welcome us with open arms, grumble a little but welcome us.

Basically our story starts over a year back now, ive xplained that we live on a cut and so have always been the "target" for local chavs and youths too hang out, no matter how many times these youths are moved on they come back, no matter how may petitions we get too close the cut, the council always gets opposed by that 1 person that goes through the cut once a month to get a loaf of bread at 7pm and well thats all it takes that 1 person to prove that they need this cut open on a night time and they wont close it, even though people can walk left or right too get to the shops and take an extra 3 mins on their journey.

Well it started last August we heard some stones thrown of the side of the house and so we rush out too of course no one there, well this started once and ended up as a nightly occurence for 6 weeks.  3 times a night we were being harrassed by stones being thrown off the house.

We could hear them shouting come on hippy and you hippy freak (ive left the language out), so we knew then it was based on the fact that Neil has long hair that we were being targetted.  Now ill say this now, yes neil has long hair and its his choice, we dont wear black eye liner we dont dress Gothic, we dont go round in face paint, he is simply a 30 year old man that wears jeans and t shirts and has long hair pulled back into a ponytail...

Now why should we be targetted for a ponytail, should we start targetting people because they have short hair, should we target bald people, why are people soo horrible too people with ponytails and treat them like outcasts, yet when its on someone famous a footballer, suddenly half the nations and youth have started growing their hair and then its cool...

As you can imagine at this time we were also going through tests for neil and cancer and waiting a scan too see how far his brothers cancer had developed, wont go into that but ill publish what Neil wrote at the time so you can understand how a grown man was suddenly broken.

The police were of no use, they said there hands were tied and too simply keep calling them whenever it happened, it got too the stage where they were here 3 times a night every night, they just turn up go through the routine and say call us back if anything happens and we were like see you in a hour.

18-09-07, 21:33

.... can't really put it into words. 

Had little shits pelting the windows with stones. For 4 ****ing weeks! Official line is that you can do **** all. Well I have video evidence. Called the police out on Sunday. 999 job. They came out this morning. Yes - that's right. THIS MORNING. 

I'm stressed to ****. I mean I can feel my heart ripping out my chest. I'm burning up. I can feel my body go numb. I'd like to think that I can control my temper. I'm going to break. Soon. I've jumped in the car tonight. I got up to 120mph. Twice. Had the police out looking for me. To stop me getting a hold of them. So it takes 2 days for them to get out when I call them, but 2 mins when I get called about. 

The good thing now is that I know where they live. How would yo feel about a 6 foot 4 and a half inch bloke turning up at your door step at 8 am in the morning. Apperently they think it's funny as I chase them. Well I never chased them in 4 weeks. I did the 2nd time and it calmed down for 3 days. Now I don't have to chase them. I just need to walk to their houses now. I'm sure that a little chat will put a fear of Neilll into them.

Then I have to put up with work. I'm just waiting for the day I can leave. I made my mind a while ago to leave. Too much politics now. I've done what I can do and need a drastic career change. Failing that a massive payrise (needs to be in £0000, not £0) to keep me there! I've got a massive job that's been on hold and then just problem after problem. I can't be assed now with them. 

I wake up and feel like not going into work. Then when I finish there I have to deal with little shits that I can do nothing about. Only time I get to relax is the after 10pm and then I'm too tired to do anything or spend anytime relaxing. 

I'm eagerly awaiting news on my test. My bro is in on Thurs to get scanned again. A week after we will know what's what. 

So I don't know whether to slit my wrists or other peoples throats? Maybe I should make a poll? I'm not in a good place.                      

 

Now please explain too me how people can do this now at the same time, the person resonsible for this started too brag about it around school.  My daughter goes too that school and of course they started asking my daughter if we were enjoying being terrorised and it wasnt going too stop.  Of course my daughter then passed this info onto the local wardens and police who in their words cant do a thing as they cant prove its them and that its all hearsay.  Of course they then turned on my daughter and she was told that if she showed her face at school thenshe would be harmed and was going to get a good kicking.  I was that scared I pulled her out of school and sent her up to live with relatives awway for a month until the school board interviened and could assure me of her safety..  

It was no good saying take her out of that school as these youths were scattered amonth the schools in the borough and so no matter what school she was at, she would come across someone that was throwing stones at the house and part of the gang..

I look back and remember that I had too lock the doors to keep Neil in from chasing them, I remember the stories of fear and of people being knifed and jsut waited thinking its going to be Neil next as I battled too keep him in the house.  Have you ever seen a grown man sit shaking and crying coz he is broken?  I tell you its hell

This was a post that I wrote at the time after 5 weeks, I was broken I was a wreck I had just lost it, they have drove us mad, we still couldnt tell the family as we couldnt and we were stuck in Hell thats all I could describe it as, infact Hell would have been a welcome relief from what we were going through.

My post as I wrote that day

20-09-07, 20:22

Well today my neighbour over the road seen me returning from buying an onion(red one) and he was shouting, and I couldnt even hear him I was so lost in my own world, so he ran up and said "right you in mine" *theres an offer*..

anyway he says right spill the beans and get talking now, as he had seen the police there every night and said right now time to start talking as your neighbours and theres no way your going through this when we can help.......anyway it turns out that his misses Michelle knows the mums of a couple of the culprits and their nephew that lives with them knows the ringleader.... 


So today she said leave it with me and ill get this sorted....


3.45 today I have one mother knocking on my door a very very angry mother, who could not have been more apologetic about things.. I showed her the tape with her son on it throwing stones at the house... (last night they actually tried to open my front door and laughed at us).. well that made her worse..

she then left here and said that she was going to deal with him in private and rest assured if he was seen within 10 foot of the house come and get her....

My neighbour then comes over and said that she was that disgusted with him, that she had dragged him around everyones house that was doing this and made him tell the parents what him and his mates had been doing..


Now tonight its all een quiet so far, no dead snails smeared on the window, no stones of the windows and no shouting of "****en" hippy...


Now we still have the one ring leader too sort out, but their nephew who is 18 says leave that one too me and ill get him sorted as soon as I see him


I tell u just to have a peaceful night has been such a relief, me and neil actually smiled about 10 mins ago...... something we have not done in 5 weeks


Its the weekend tomorow and this is only 1 night, so not holding out too much hope yet... but please god if you do exist please let this continue.

Well for a few months we had peace it was lovely, we still had the youths in the cut but at least we felt like we were not the victim anymore, then our neighbours over the road moved and we thought no please dont go as they really helped us, they kept a look out on a night time and we felt safe with them, once they moved we just felt like that safety blanket had gone.

Well 3 weeks ago yesterday 6 october i think it was, we were sitting here and BANG the 1st thing both me and neil done was duck down and then look up at the ceiling as we thought that one of the lightbulbs had been blown out with such force but no all the lightbulbs were intact, then neil noticed glass on the floor, and when we looked up the front window had been shot out (see the photo at the top of this post)..

We then feared for our kids, the house went up for sale that next day, we cant afford too move but we cant afford too stay here, Neil finally opened up to his dad and told him what had happened about the shot, his dad still dont half of what has happened as im sure if he fully knew then he would have had Neil out of here ages ago and well neil probably would get a wrap around the knuckles for not confessing sooner about this instead of going through our own private hell and just smiling when ever we go round to his grans or pretending that everything is fine around his family.

Last night the stones started again, we knew it was coming, we will always be a target here unless we move, truth is I dont think that either of us has the energy too do anything about it, last night neil went out with a steel bar, I am petriefied for him, im petrified of what he will do if he catches these people, im scared for him.

So am I a broken person yes, my personality has gone, I dont longer get dressed up, I have nothing left for excpet my family, we no longer go out, we have xmas coming up and not a penny in the bank (oh look shes pleading poverty again) as its all gone on HIP packs and getting this house on the market....

We are both suffering health wise, Neil is not the same man, he is nervous edgy, cant settle, is short in temper and i personally dont know how long before he cracks, I myself are now a regular at the doctor, I am now on prescription tablets for anxiety and stress, my hair is falling out and im now so thin that you can see the top of my scalp showing through and its all down to stress... Stress of sitting here waiting, just waiting for that moment when the bang off your window happens again, i tell you I woudlnt even wish this on these people that are harassing and torturing us, yes I describe it as torture as thats what our lives are like here.

I sit here writing this and the police have just been again and are "investigating" so in the meantime I shall sit here and wait for the house to be stoned again tonight and ill battle too lock the doors and keep my husband safe.

So the house is on the market, as is everyone elses and well you can nicer areas than this for half the cost, and so were stuck here until someone comes and rescues us, thats how we see it were not moving were being rescued, I just hope its not too long before we are rescued.

This is no longer a home, its just a house a house that has us scared and paranoid, a home is something that you love to be in, somewhere that you feel safe, somewhere where you can sit and feel relaxed and want too be there.  We stopped calling this home last year its now not a home, its a house infact we call in by the name of the street we live, so its not even a house now its a place where we are trapped and tortured.

Does anyone out there know of a guardian angel or way out of this hell as we sure need it right now

this is only a small samplers

A big thank you too Lisem for doing this weeks blog and once again sorry its been late.

Can I ask if anyone is interested in writing a small couple of lines for the blog then please feel free, I mean I insist, someone? anyone?

well this week will go down in history , not only did our lord say bye bye to his 20s but also our own shazzz had the balls to cheer as england scored in a pub full of scotsmen 

theo walcott got his first hatrick for england and england actually won a game 


weve had tears on first days of school , and first injection , weve also had firsts as mia had the courage to get rid of a spider and a wasp , hope it wasnt from the swarm that attacked sass town during the week 

wednesday saw the vixen take action in case the world ended due to the experiment that was taking place , yes many of us had our hairs done


weve been the end of big brother and again BL got it right and our vote went to rachel to win 

this week has also seen the crys of buy buy buy sell sell sell from the black labyrinths own cartel on facebook , shazzz was protecting her billions but agreed to join us and send up rocketing up the league we went from 10,000 at the beginng of the week to 4262 when i last looked , well done neet manda , my OH neil and mandas OH in raising billions 


this week saw a little vixen reach 6 happy birthday Anna from all at Black labyrinth 


and also we have a special important member we have a mother of a counsellor now in our sass

a school counsellor , well done Jack from us all 

steph got a new rubiks cube , and we debated a goat being released from prison


Shock came across the forum as Keegan again left newcastle , but neil did his bit for newcastle as he literally dumps into an injured sunderland player in the supermarket making the injury worse 



Our Bally tried to cheer everyone up on the forum by posting a link to a site that will tell you when your gonna die


and our dora kept an eye on the forum all week in more ways than one with her new avatar 


Demi stunned herself with her cooking skills well done demi we told you you wouldnt burn the beans or the toast hahahahaha


the place aint the same without our jules who still has no internet connection , hurry up back jules we miss you , you can com back as well saucy but no ones mentioned you mate dont think they know you have gone hehe




this is only a small samplers of what has happened over the week on the Lab if you wanna know more come and join us 

ill end my piece on saying well done to Bex on her 5 mile sponsered walk along weston beach in aid of weston hospice who helped her dad during his illness , i hope it wasnt to wet for you all bex

so anyay its a good bye from me and a good bye from him , good bye

why ghostbusters of course

Can I firstly apologise for the lack of blogs over the last month with being up and down to Scotland 4 times we have hardley had time to unpack and pack never mind write these, so I may take this time too Lise who sent me this blog for this weeks blog as she noticed that it hadnt been updated and so wrote a blog for us, thanks Lise this is much appreciated hun...

Lisem writes

well this is it the last weekend of the school holidays all mums breath a sigh of relief as they havent got to keep thinking of how to keep our little angels amused 

were also coming to the last week of BB what are we going to do when that finishes , friday night Lisa got evicted and in true BL style we again voted for the one evicted , were on a roll here but this is gonna be an intresting week with the forum split on who we want to win 


again a mixed week on the Lab with loads of topics being discussed from who would you call in an emergency (why ghostbusters of course) to plans for the 3rd annual BL meet up . Plans for the 2nd BL investigation if its as good as the last were in for a good night , to what was the first forum you went on

we have had lots of birthdays since our last blog and one of our members Kayleigh became a big sister AGAIN hehe

some of our little vixen have been poorly and the whle forum sends get well soon wishes to Alice and little morgan 

well August is drawing to an end and we soon will be into september , Dora rememinded us all how long it is till christmas hehe and plans will be underway for the BL halloween party, with fun and game all that night , so if your not a memeber WHY NOT come and join we dont bite

this week has seen our jules and chilli move house and going back to the olden days of



NO INTERNET , god do you remember it 


i end my blog on a very sad note , we this week will all morn the passing of the Lord of the Labyrinths youth no longer will he be 20 something he joins us other old farts in the 30 something club 

from all the members of the forum we wish you a brilliant day

10th of August!

This week I am writing something. Your welcome to join me. Just send me a PM and I'll add your bit to my bit and they can make little baby blogs. 

On Monday Lilth needed head. Trixie pressed something and her head fell off. Meanwhile “Trixie the decapitator” let us decide what she was to have for brekkie. Then decided that she’d have something altogether different. I’m not going argue with her. She’ll take my head off. Some mad women came rushing back from North America. They were not called Sue. Meanwhile, celebrity chef AWT was getting tips on how to make a spag bol from Bally. Mince, tomatoes, garlic, mixed herbs and one drop of Dalmatian salvia. Hmmm….. Tasty. 

Well we had a day to air our dirty laundry on Wednesday. Well Demi did anyway. Well got the pleasure of seeing it on T4! BelladonacantbebotheredtowritetherestbutthisislongersowhydidIbotherinthefirstplace was celebrating winning a washing machine, a year’s supply of washing up powder and a shopping spree. Now if she can just move somewhere where they have electricity and running water she can enjoy it to the full. 

Also celebrating was Gem. Gem got her results back. She passed. Not only has the rash cleared up but she passed her course too. She is now able to tell what is a crime of the English language……or summthing. 

Mean while we have had Lilth and DJ Calzar auditing for the new presenter of Film 2009. They both fail miserably when confronted with re-makes. They weren’t bothered about the films “not being a mark on the original” but the fact that they were not in Black and White. 

There were some pictures put up this week. Demi had a haircut. We’ve all been trying to guess which hair. Also a shocking pic of Trixie went up. That pic left us with evidence of what some members are allergic to Housework. The picture contained a previously unidentified object, later clarified to be an “ironing board”. A warning has now been put on the thread. 

Firedrake wrote....

Now that all the excitement generated by Dr Who is over, this Correspondent is casting about looking for something else to write about. After, approximately, 3 minutes consideration, what better subject for an exiled Brit to tackle than the weather.
Here in the world's largest dirt lot, otherwise known as the Sonoran Desert, we don't get a lot of rain. If we're lucky, we'll get about 8 inches (of rain) a year, at least half of that during the Monsoon. I'm sure many people associate the word "monsoon" with drenching, tropical rains and, I guess, in a way, it's true, but the term actually refers to a seasonal shift in wind direction which, down here, should mean a steady supply of moisture from south of the Border. In past years we've had, on average, between 3 and 6 decent storms, plenty of rain, spectacular lightning, some inconveniently high winds and, of course, dust storms. This year, however, the Monsoon has, so far, been a complete bust. I obsessively watch the radar when there is weather about and I can't even begin to count the number of times where the radar has shown rain to be a dead cert. However, the Coolidge Umbrella has been working overtime this year, and storms, quite literally, break up as they reach the City Limits, only to reform once they have passed around us to the north. When this happens, the storms trundle merrily into Phoenix and the 9.00 News almost always begins with a "Fox 10 Weather alert" where we get half a dozen reporters standing next to puddles reporting excitedly about the huge downpours the entire Metropolitan Phoenix area has received...jeesh, talk about rubbing our noses in it.
For someone who spent most of her adult life being soaked by good English rains, this is absolute torment. I miss the sound of rain falling gently onto the leaves of an English garden on a summer's evening and once said as much to my Dad. His response was "Tell Peter to climb up on the roof and piss into the garden."
Not quite the same. So, I know you've all had a belly full of rain already in Blighty this summer, but spare a thought for poor old me, obsessively watching the weather radar and contemplating purchasing an "Idiot's Guide to Raindances"
This is your Tumbleweed watchng correspondent signing off to go and watch the radar again.