General Chat

Eeeww. I wish I hadn't arsked.

It may well be past the 12th night Julia but we had some wet snow this afternoon. Dahn Sarf too! I ask you, is nowhere sacred?

Oh Island Dearest, are you still in the snow. It is past 12th night you know.
Yes, they are red excavetor boots. Nothing to wear with the, of course. Will have to have a whole new outfit.
Don't know what coloured dye it was, they never mentioned it. It was to show up my sphincture of oddi.
Don't know which will finish me awf first. Lawdy,lawdy.
Julia in Derbyshire

You didn't say they were RED boots before Julia.
And half price.
They sound Loooooverleeee!!!

What colour did they inject you with?
You haven't been Tangoed have you?

Master Piers! Young whippersnapper of the parish, how do you do?
You're very brave to have merely collapsed with Man Flu, most chaps simply die for a fortnight dahling. I do hope it has nothing to do with old boilers.
Btw, if you think this thread is bonkers take a look at Auntie Motie - if you dare.

Merlin, do you mean Wind in the Willows or Gone with the Wind?

Agh Piers, so awfully sorry you have got man flu. You should have said sooner. We could have despatched you a hand maiden to minster to your needs, and mop your fevered brow. LOLOL It is so easy to lose the plot on here. So no need to put it down to your present conditition.LOL

Merlin Babes. Been dying to tell you, but abit under the weather.
Yes, those Bovver Boots.
On Tuesday I went for a CT Scan, up Derby, and was alright afterwards, but dying for something to eat and drink, as I had had to fast from the previouse evening's meal.
So, we went to another garden centre for some lunch and a coffee. On the way out, the OH noticed the same pair of Bovver Boots at this garden centre. Only, they had £30 knocked off them. So I got them for £29.99 instead of £59.99. When I go home, I was so busy feeling well pleased with my little self, didn't notice at first that I was feeling funny and had gone a funny colour. Oooh I did feel poorly, and nearly had to get meself back up to Derby. The only thing I can think is that I must have had a allergy to the die they injected in me. WOW.
Anyway, I got me red boots. A bit too cowd here to go Commando, even in the garden centre.
Toodle pip, take care Merlin the Rascal and Young Master Piers, the whippersnapper. LOLOL
Julia in Derbyshire

Hello Emma :) Yes, I've had a couple, for 'medicinal' purposes only you will understand lol. Glad your start to the New Year was better :)

Hi Piers Happy New Year to you and I did have a
good start to 2011. Of course Man flu can go on
foreveeeer, as Merlin would say have a toddy it cures
all. Take carelolx

Emmax

Well, I'm still around lol, but think I've lost the plot with this thread lol.
Had to return home because of my boiler..... What a saga.... Then collapsed with Man Flu lol. So won't return to the land of clogs til Sat.
Trust you all have had a better start to 2011 than me :)

Looks like Julia has gone to Air her BovverBoots at the Garden Centre.Wonder what they will make of her?Meybe a Statuette ( Commando Style ) then she can join the Book Club and read all about The Wind in the Willows.ROFPMSL.**M**.:o)> That,ll teach her to renage on a Promise.

Feel free Island, love to hear from you and chat about it.

Emmax

Hi Emma

Looks like we were tapping away at the same time.

I'm afraid i need to go out too, I've been putting it off because of the drizzly rain but I have to get some post off.

I'd like to pm you about our mutual ailment later if that's ok?

Better a companion from the General Board than the Gas Board if you are taking tea at at the refine confines of a garden centre.
It isn't Auntie Motie is it? She can gas for England LOL
Oh Hello Motie :-))

My eyes were drawn to the top two posts - are knickers not allowed here?

OK what have I missed? Afternoon all by the way.
Is love in the air again, will it have a happy ending,
what does the future hold? I need to know and I
think I need to get out more.lolx

Emmax

Island Dearest, I hope Merlin the Rascal does not throw a fit of pique. I'll just have to lob him some more shallots. You know what these countrified gentlemen are like
Have to go out now, for a couple of hours. I am having afternoon refreshment at the local garden centre with a laaaaayde from the General Board. Will be back on here later.
Toodle pip, sees you later. Be Good.
Julia in Derbyshire

Hmmmm........not enough old boilers in the Land of Cheese and Tulips eh?

I'm not sure if Merlin the Rascal would approve of being handed out willy nilly. He might just say "that's shallot"!

Well you see Dearest Island, it was like this.
I had a thread up on here, on Saturday, and all of a sudden, the whippersnapper, young Master Piers, posted, wish me a Very Happy New Year.
He had had to pay an emergency visit home foreign parts across the sea, because his boiler had broken.
See LOLOL
Julia in Derbyshire

You can have Merlin the Rascal, but Piers Piers is all mine, 'cause I found him first. So there

*Drums fingers*

I'M WAITING DEAR JULIAAH.........


LOL

Oh Piers, are you a Norfolk lad, I once knew a Piers who worked in Norwich,he was really nice. Last time I saw him was in the old Norwich hospital on a Saturday evening, where we were both in casualty with family members.

SylviaC

haha Julia you are a tonic but what an image you have left
me with. If you haven't seen or heard of him displaying his
parts, don't ask, he may start up again in old age.

Emmax

Oooops Golden Girl 1. I did not like to put the names in full for fear of being carted off to the Tower. I do not look good with my neck on a block, and I have this morbid fear of me frock blowing up.
You see, as a younger thing than I am today, I worked in a very posh Derbyshire countryside eaterie. We were responsible for the entire cleanliness of our dinning room, including cleaning all the brasses and copper with salt and vinegar, and also cleaning of the windows. I always pulled the short straw, boo hoo,and got the window duties.
Well, there was only two buses a day went past the establishment, and when I was ouside cleaning the said windows, it became rather blowy, and up went me skirts. No wonder the buses were always full LOLOL
And that is a true story, which can only be surpassed by the tale of the village schoolmistresses' son, who, when seeing the bus go through the village, would insist in running into the middle of the road and displaying his naked body parts. He is about 6'4" now, and as far across, so I do refrain from asking him if he still does it.
Julia in Derbyshire

Take care from me also.

Emmax