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Mad over fifties Club
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The Club is now Open
Good evening and welcome to everyone.
The usual sumptuous array of snacks and nibbles will doubtless arrive very soon, and I, for one am very much looking forward to sampling this week's tailcock. Several bottles seem to have gone missing from the cellar, so I am expecting great things.
For tonight's raffle, so far I have:
Half a bottle of bath salts (greenish-blue)
Two pairs of American Tan tights
Two nail files
Good evening and welcome to everyone.
The usual sumptuous array of snacks and nibbles will doubtless arrive very soon, and I, for one am very much looking forward to sampling this week's tailcock. Several bottles seem to have gone missing from the cellar, so I am expecting great things.
For tonight's raffle, so far I have:
Half a bottle of bath salts (greenish-blue)
Two pairs of American Tan tights
Two nail files
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No best answer has yet been selected by ladyalex. Once a best answer has been selected, it will be shown here.
For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.that croc looks like me in the morning ( and most of the day). I just want to laze in the sunshine and wallow in the mire.
Like a croc, I dream of hot muddy ponds, a land where there is abundant petrol stations with abundant fuel, an odd wilderbeast with black pudding and bacon for breakfast, pasties with no VAT and an asda that is not full of polish/russian/ eastern people, but like a croc, i know i am only dreaming, and must get back to hiding from the tax man, cos He knows where i live, and my car number, so I am a easy target.
percy.
Like a croc, I dream of hot muddy ponds, a land where there is abundant petrol stations with abundant fuel, an odd wilderbeast with black pudding and bacon for breakfast, pasties with no VAT and an asda that is not full of polish/russian/ eastern people, but like a croc, i know i am only dreaming, and must get back to hiding from the tax man, cos He knows where i live, and my car number, so I am a easy target.
percy.
I am afraid big brother is watching, every move you make ( great song, can't remember who sang it) the point I was making is that we, regular citizens of the u.k. pay our rates, tax, car tax etc, but where i live, near boston, Lincs. there are loads of immigrants from the eastern bloc arriving each day, driving uninsured cars, working for dodgy employers. the tax man can't get them, but he can get us, and he does. but, i digress from the over fifties club, must not talk serious,so must just say that i went to the post office today, young girl in front of me said" i have some parcels to post, am I in the right place?"
There really is no answer to that. mind you, thats boston,
no wonder the pilgrim fathers got on the next boat out and finished up in america.
percy
There really is no answer to that. mind you, thats boston,
no wonder the pilgrim fathers got on the next boat out and finished up in america.
percy
DT, You have been here! I live outside of the polish sector, and yes, a place to pass through, not to stay. but I must say there are no empty shops, they all become "polski sklep" over night ( see that ,i am learning the language by subliminal mind manipulation, i will be voting for a polish candidate soon, and I bet thats on the cards) I just need to to learn to speak local bostonian, great difficulty, they don't understand my cocney accent, and i don't understand them, but great down to earth people, call a spade a spade.
( hope thats not racist) all the people in my road are not locals, they are from down south or sheffield, and we all get on fine, and they are all over fifties.
Well, the jellied eels and caviar are awaiting, the mead is warming, the garlic snails are protruding,the port is wallowing around the cheese,the coffee beans are burning and the duck in orange with pepper corns is roasted to perfection. Oh well, best go and have my cheese and onion sandwich.
percy.
( hope thats not racist) all the people in my road are not locals, they are from down south or sheffield, and we all get on fine, and they are all over fifties.
Well, the jellied eels and caviar are awaiting, the mead is warming, the garlic snails are protruding,the port is wallowing around the cheese,the coffee beans are burning and the duck in orange with pepper corns is roasted to perfection. Oh well, best go and have my cheese and onion sandwich.
percy.