"Oh-NO-o-second"

[Dolphin Boy]

The split second after the release when you realise that you REALLY should have come down.

[Dave]

<font size="2">Also the split second you open up your case and realise you've forgotten your string/limbs/long rod/riser </font>

[clickerati]

When Dave realises he's eaten all the cake...

[gwynn]

No, when you realise someone else has eaten all the cake.

[clickerati]

Hehehe...laughed so hard at that one, I almost fell off my chair!!</p>

Oh no....</p>

[droseman]

Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria.

What does your sig mean, gwynn ? My latin-englaish online translator didn't make much sense

Dave

[Yew Bow]

It' the first line of the prayer said by the troop and Henry V immediatly after the battle of Azincourt. It's taken from Rosemary Jarmans book Crispians Day The glory of Agincourt

A Translation might read All thanks to God for England's (Anglia) victory

[Haywain]

The Agincourt Carol - 15th Century.

Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!
(Give thanks to God, England, in return for victory)

Owre Kynge went forth to Normandy,
With grace and myzt of chivalry;
The God for hym wrourt marvelously,
Wherefore Englonde may calle, and cry
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

He sette a sege, the sothe for to say,
To Harflue toune with ryal aray;
That toune he wan, and made a fray,
That Fraunce shall rywe tyl domes day.
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

Then went owre kynge, with alle his oste,
Thorowe Fraunce for all the Frenshe boste;
He spared 'for' for drede of leste, ne most,
Tyl he come to Agincourt coste.
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

Than for sothe that knyzt comely
In Agincourt feld he fauzt manly,
Thorow grace of God most myzty
He had bothe the felde, and the victory:
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

Ther dukys, and erlys, lorde and barone,
Were take, and slayne, and that wel sone,
And some were ledde in to Lundone
With joye, and merthe, and grete renone.
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

Now gracious God he save owre Kynge,
His peple, and all his wel wyllynge,
Gef him gode lyfe, and gode endynge,
That we with merth mowe savely synge
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

[droseman]

Thanks chaps - I do like that one, very patriotic...

Dave

[Little Miss Purple]

"oh No" is the very polite version uttered when you realise the screw and spring have gone awol from your pressure button!!