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you're ok Em - pmsl :-)) could've let me drink summat better than babycham tho ... hic Maz. XX ps we are supposed to be acting this out as we read it aren't we???

Wayhay - Fame at last!! PMSL!!!! Anna x

I thought babycham was quite ladylike actually....pmsl

Errrrr here Em are you trying to say I stink or some thing;;; right you little B**&&^%% thats the last time I worry about you;; Hummmmmpppppppp;; sob sob smelling under armpits You need run, you puddy sod;;

oh dear..... gues thats a no to a free haircut then ;(((

Next chapter please

Love the delicate balance of truth and fantasy ............ especially in the Chippy!!!!!!!!! ......... but I really think you should fulfil Guineveres life time ambition .......... even if it is only a quicky .......... you won't get any peace otherwise!!!!!!! :-)))))))))))))))))))))))))

Esmeralda talks a lot of sense.

Oh Em, never laughed so much you are a star.xxxxx

............. and not a lot of people know that Guinevere!!!!!!! LOL :-))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

waiting for chapter '9' haven't laughed this much in ages, which I need right now cause my tooth is killing me. lol

nudge

Anyone fancy some roast yak in Baileys???

Pmsl !!! You coulda spelt me name right though ! lol :0) Joan xxxxxx

oops sorry Our Joanie.... had a Dyslexic keyboard yesterday ;(( Dont worry, i have plans for Gwynne... or shouild i say Guin De Vere.... :)) Chapter 9 coming up shortly!

Em Have just read this and loved every bit of it. Am still laughing now. Can't wait until the next chapter, well done Annie x (in spain)

just spotted this, absolutey brilliant, another excuse to come on here..* chuck vacuum cleaner and duster in corner AGAIN *.....Who has been at my Babycham.....?

CHAPTER NINE Steve Mc Boffin came to a stop outside Sheilas wheels, and , as he was about to open the car door to get out, Miss Guin De vere strode purposefully out of the office and deftly opened the rear passenger door, slipping in her suitcase and sat herself down . “ Evenin Guin, and where we off to this fine evening then” steve quipped, “ off to see your toyboy then?” he laughed good naturedly. “ Manchester Piccililly station please” Guin said, ignoring Steves question. Steve was a born flirt,of the harmless kind of course, and with so many women living in the street Steve had plenty of practice perfecting the banter. Steve loved being a taxi driver, and he took pride in his job. He had just bought a new car, a Vauxhall vectra, off a bloke he met at the dog track. The bloke said he was a traveling salesman, but steve thought he couldn’t have done much traveling as the car had only 8,000 miles on the clock, and it was 10 years old… Also, steve did wonder what sales the bloke sold because when he cleaned the car out after getting it home he found a tube of KY jelly in the glove box and some sort of leather bridle in the glove box… steve couldn’t for the life of him think what it was for…. And, every time steve made a sharp right hand turn, there was a strange vibrating noise below the drivers seat…. I must look under the seat. “steve kept thinking to himself” Try as Steve might though, Guin wasn’t going to join in with his harmless flirting, he kept glancing in his rear view mirror hoping to catch guins eye, but she continued to stare straight ahead, all through the journey.. 15 very silent minutes later Steve pulled up outside the train station, and before he could get out of the car, to help Guin with her case, she had shoved a £10 note in his hand and had jumped out of the car… “strange woman that” thought steve, as he pulled away from the station… though not before he caught sight of Guin striding purposefully to a young gentleman, stood waiting outside the ticket booth. Steve could just make out the mans features to be rather good looking, the man was smart suited, tall and looked slightly European, perhaps French, or Italian maybe… . “well my life… “ Steve remarked to himself” and with that he was off. The man spotted Guin and he smiled affectionally at her, “ mon cherry” he drawled “ you are just like your photograph ” Guin straigtened her back, held out her hand to the handsome stranger and announced” the name is Bond….. Guin Bond” And with that, they both strode quickly over to a waiting train…..

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Gwynne

*hanging on a cliff here*, just getting into that !