Welcome once again to our weekly get-together for fun frolics and felicity.
The weather is being much kinder to us this week, so all members are reminded to wear sunscreen at all times.
The heating is off and it is time for the annual boiler-scrape and polish. Any volunteers are asked to sign up as a lack of volunteers will lead to conscription.
This week's raffle prizes include
a flue brush (handy for the boiler-scrape)
six black plastic rubbish bags (ditto)
a small set of step ladders, hardly wonky at all (ditto again)
half a tin of Zebo (ditto again again)
Excel, there are no rules per se, we all congregate here on a Saturday and just have a jolly old jape - sometimes we wander off into the realms of total absurdity or into another surreal dimension, other times it's just plain daffy!
My daughter thinks it's hilarious that I spend my Saturdays here, and often asks after the members and our daft little ways.
Excel, do come again next week. No intellect needed, mainly seems to be stream of consciousness. No rules apart from her ladyship and the ruffly thing. Just regard yourself as being at a party where no one is quite completely compos mentis. You will quickly learn our little quirks. Just say hello, accept a tailcock and allow yourself a wry smile occasionally.
(it is indeed thundering and rolling here Lady J) - down in the moat at the moment; the croc wants to watch Engelbert Humperdinck fail miserably as he is in last place and the croc looks forward to a Euro-snack.....
daisynonna .. this time next week i'll have gone away for nine days. driving over to friends house saturday .. flying out to spain for a week on sunday.
perhaps, as you have at least been kind enough to ask, i'll try to look in, in a couple of weeks and see if i can comprehend what goes on