Tonight's festivities at Nungate Towers are about to commence. Queenofmean has planned everything, from the menus to club activities and what a programme she has arranged (it's my Mother's day gift.....I think)
The Tailcock tonight will be "Mother's Touch" - light, warm and fruity, when you drink it feels like a hug! Scoff our resident chef is on compassionate leave and his place has been taken by his cousin Andre who has flown in from Paris specially to cater tonight's event! He has cooked a lovely Chicken Veronique, chicken strips in a luscious white wine sauce, studded with gorgeous green nuggets of deliciousness (grapes flown in from our vineyards in the southern hemisphere). As always we have a selection of volly vonts and canopies and on the pudding trolley, Andre has one of his specialities Gateau Petite Rose, a creamy confection of sponge, whipped cream laced with rose water and rose petals. The minstrels are warming up in the gallery, as always they will be playing a selection of madrigals and fugues and later on they have promised to give us their rendition of Showtunes, from the "Glums" to 42nd Street! As a special treat Queenie has arranged the Towers Triathalon! There will be a three legged race, (three laps around the Towers)
The "diddy" cycle (thirteen laps around the Towers) and finally the Swimming section - three laps in the moat whilst wearing a pink tutu! (Pink sparkly thongs are optional) So the hot tub is bubbling away, and the mini bar has been replenshed on the north tower, yet again we are still waiting for the elastic replacements for the bungee (I've been assured they will be installed on Monday) the games room and skittle lanes are also open.
For the rofl, Queenie has arranged a fruit basket (empty)
a silver bottle bag (also empty)
one silver candle (unused as it need a very
narrow holder.)
A warm welcome awaits all who dare enter these portals......
Evening Petal, do have a Mothers Touch.................Igor, a drink for our guest
if you please you have had a busy night, you may take tomorrow off and go visit your mother, arrange transport at the stables if you need a lift
To show you how sorry I am, dear Excel, please choose a chocolate bar from out of my treasured bag of chocolate. I shall close my eyes whilst you choose so that I do not grab it back out of your hand. I'm afraid it's a voluntary reflex I experience sometimes.
You may know that nungate towers backs onto my back garden....I've found these (whispers) ...Sparkley G string.....1 nipple tassle....a holey sock and a pair of yfronts that have been bedazzled wth glitter