Mad over Fifties Club

[ladyalex]

The Club is now Open

Welcome once again to our Saturday get-together.

Apologies have been received from Daisy-Nonna who is heading towards a place that rhymes with Foster. One would have thought that with all this rain that she was taking a bit of a chance. Still, doubtless she will report back on her return.

Hopefully our dear Matron will be here again this week to tend to our every need. The stand-in butler did his best last week , but the service was just not the same.

Any raffle prizes will be gratefully received. At present there are a couple of cough drops and a green sock. (Been a bit of a week here.)

[ladyalex]

Hello Alexanderd and Slinky. So sorry to hear about your bike, Alexanderd...carrying a bit too much weight last week, was it when you gave someone a lift home ?

SLinky...didgeriedon't,please

[TonyV]

Slinky - it the wheat high enough yet to look at the crop circles - or are you thinking of creating one?

[DTCwordfan]

Apologies to John Betjeman, who is buried not too far from here.

The sleepy sound of a tailcock tide
Slaps at the Llanfaelog rocks the Mamya has tried,

Too lazy, almost, to sink and lift
Round low bawdy bardy houses pink with thrift.

The tailcock, enlarging ice and no human hand,
Grows greener emerald emergent from canned

And brown sludge over Lie-in's shelves below
The waving forests of bacteria show.

Here at my feet in the short moat grass
Alexandered's shells, dried bladderwrack, broken glass,

Pale blue Bombay gills and yellow chocolate roses.
The next low drink that we desire discloses

One more field for the sheep to graze
Hardy female stock, ready for the hottest of gaze,

Far to the eastward, over there,
Lord Snowdon rises in pearl-grey air.

Multiple raucous-song, whispering gents,
The slimy, nifty and salty scents

of Castle women filling in, brimming in, sparkling and free
The sweet susurration of incoming LadyAlex's curtseys, oh so icy.

[Lie-in King]

Here's your drink, kinky - apparently it's made from druids

I once had a geridoo that didn't...

[slinky.kate]

i'll let you know i lost 9 lbs this past two weeks,it was all the leftover food he was taking home,

[albaqwerty]

lol kate How's things with you anyhoo?

Mamya, the volty-vends could do with being added to if I may be bold.

[TonyV]

Mama - will leave it up to you if you think donation of PIMMS would be better of in medical trolley

[slinky.kate]

whats a geridoo

[albaqwerty]

it's the opposite of a gerrydon't :)

[Lie-in King]

Yours did - geridoo, that is...

More druidic falling-down juice, please!

[slinky.kate]

oh yes '

[slinky.kate]

tony with my bum i could create anything

[ladyalex]

DT you never cease to amaze me.
(Glad you like my curtsies, I've been practising).

More Gogogoth , I think.
I repeat, all of you , didgeriedon't

[slinky.kate]

lady alex do you want me to take the waffle prizes back home

[alexanderd]

Slinky you were light as a feather, hardly noticed you were there, in fact I am not sure you were

[TonyV]

Lady - think he did

[albaqwerty]

Has anyone seen the state of her ladyship's kitchen. I go swimming in the moat and it's been left in a terrible state. Nearly down to using papercups which is a huge n0-no

May I have another tail-cock please.....

[Lie-in King]

V sorry, alby - had a lot of uneaten food to throw away last week & the moat was closest.

Oh, in case I forgot to mention it - there was NO rat in the pies.

May kinky & I have another flagon each, mamya?

[DTCwordfan]

dont talk about rat in the pies......my dementia-ed ma had one in her bread buns last night.

Need to call the Cornish Council rat-catcher in Monday morning, unless one of you has "particular skills" in this area and is available - for a small Cornish gogogoch (Gosh-go-go down here) tailcock in return...

[slinky.kate]

wowee these are potent,i taste a hint of lemon,pulls the cheecks together.