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As Fi's suit of armour walked into the GR carrying a leather clad Bearded Bloke and an oil can "Is it my turn for Twister?" he exclaimed, "I've brought a fiend with me, and it's not a smelling pistake".()
from the mouth of Fiona H. I sprayed that armour with water she said. It was supposed to seize up so my hubbie would throw it out. You just can't trust things to ......
do as they're told .
Meanwhile on the cooling rack the mountain of mince pies was growing by the minute and was in danger of toppling when , all of a sudden .......
S*d the housework I have a lottie to dig a batch of jam is always an act of creation ..Christine Ferber
a coach party arrived to demolish the mince pies. The passengers were all in panto costumes. One young chap dressed as a lad in tights, stayed behind on the coach, nursing a magic lamp ....
at least that's what he said it was . Upset at the though that all their mince pies would be eaten by a bus load of strangers who hadn't even signed in ......
but of course, that was an unfortunate choice of description because the real super delish sweet dishes in the Gardeners Rest are the laydees from the vine who seeing the interlopers .....
with a long soak in a very bubbly bath (as is her wont) the spammers made a hasty retreat, having been well and truly zapped. However, unfortunately the crumbs from the mince pies had attracted ...
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