General Chat

Fluffy!!! Stop reading my mind. There is a separate thread for that sort of stuff.

There are some ready mixed alcopops here somewhere, if we use them as mixers we can call them cocktails and pretend to be posh.

Did someone mention cocktails? Sure, Sheila, have got lots of different flavoured alcopops that will mix just fine with your vod!!! Got allsorts of colours! Shall we just mix up the lot of them together? And make a refreshing fruity punch?

Sorry Karen Hi Sheila, Haven't seen you since that night we shared a taxi.

i feel much better after scoffing lol - anybody got anything to mix with the vod so we can have some cocktails?

Yes it is Karen. But I'm not sure exactly what it is I am eating. Are you sure they were shrimps you threw on the barbie?

Yes Karen - I was just thinking that! Whats happened to the music? Jess n Joy had were in fine voice I thought! And James' poem was wonderful (flutter of lashes) Hope there are some fellas behind the lager crates! Has Guy gone back to the forest for some poems/mates?

Well so far I can see Joy, Frances, Babe (Fluffy), Jess, Lucy, Babe (Beach), Bev and Sheila. And of course me and Guy. Anyone else hiding behind that huge pile of lager crates waiting for the lads to get here?

Bev!.............Welcome. You look like you have been here for a fortnight already. Flying ships Jim ???? ( Hmm, it's either the Baileys or the birds )

Sorry ,girls Not avoiding you the Muse was upon me. Karen, The only dancing I do is when two people of opposite sexes get hold of each other and stroll around more or less in step with the music. I never did get the hang of Disco dancing, I look like a stork with arthritis when I do it.

Aussie Babe, slap some o' your sun cream on me poor burnt back. (Better still, ask Guy to do it for me!! (Don't think Im gettin anywhere with Grampy Jim, look at him waltzing aroun with that Karen bird!! - He SAID he had a bad back) More Baileys?

Ode to the Sea Where sea meets sky there is a magic place where ships appear to fly. The colours ever changing the surface ripples rearranging. Ships laden with freight Cruisers full of Holidayers in spate. And at night in fog hidden, mournful howling like a dog Those lost in storms no grave for them but misty ghostly forms The foghorns wail for those who now no longer sail. And then the sun children on the beaches having fun. So through the year changing ever changing I love it here.

ooh just got in from work and me feet are killing - is there a spare seat round that barbie? ive brought some bangers to throw on it and a bottle of vod - Jim any of those Baileys left?

Excuse me!!!! i go away for 5 mins to do some serious research, and you lot all bugger off to a party without me!!! if it wasn't for my friend joy, i would not have known now who's got the chardonnay, i like my steak rare, my wine cold and my men hot! c'mon joy budge up and let me sit down ohh grampa, i hope thats your walking stick!!!!1

I left my poetry in the forest. I'll go back and get it tomorrow. Might even find the Moose!

Careful Karen!

Karen Be Careful!! Those shrimps are ME!! Anyone brought any of their poetry along?

Just pull the tops off the bottles Jim. Leave the rest to us George Clooney lookalikes ;)

Grandpa - you've brought the pulling potion so you never know............ LOL!!

I don't spend party time dancing. Getting a bit stiff for that now, but I love to sit and chat. Who knows, I might even pull a cracker!