Mad Over Fifties Club

[queenofmean]

Good Evening and Welcome to this Evening's Mad Over Fifties Club.

Please leave all your coats/bags/capes/brooms/keys etc with our lovely Igor. Please note that they may disappear and appear again in a few weeks! The Tailcock this evening is the Mother's Pride - a potent yet yeasty brew that is most certainly going to bring a smile to your face. On the hot plate this evening is a Warming Beef Stroganoff with piles of hot, fluffy rice and various sides. We also have the usual canopies and Volly Vents and Horses Doovers. On the Pudding Trolley we have a Peach Melba...please help yourselves. Entertainment this evening comes from the Bert Phanackapan and his Calypso and Limbo band (how low can YOU go?) Also for all you lovely ladies we have Ms P Amper doing nails, massages and facials in the parlour next to the Hot Tub and Swimming Pool. Guests are reminded that if they use the conservatory (the spider monkey does love company) they are not under any circumstances to feed the Triffid (the owner of the green hat still has not been found). Bungee will be restored in a matter of weeks, don't enter or throw anything in the moat, the piranhas don't like - and its mating season!

Daisynonna sends her apologies, she may be along later, owing to some family commitments, She has sent Ernie the sea Eagle with a few prize for the ROFL - box of fountain pen ink cartridges (assorted colours), a double barrelled pencil sharpener, 2 sheets of blotting paper 1 Pink, 1 White, and one left handed italic pen (Nungate has dibs)

A warm Welcome awaits those who dare enter these portals. Carriages at midnight

[DTCwordfan]

Here's someone delusional:

They dominate the Baggies,
They always beat Man U,
The unstoppable eleven,
The army of claret and blue.
They never look back in shame, at the unfortunate loss of the game,
because the only thing they look at,
Is their 139 years of fame.
They constantly beat Arsenal,
They always smash the Barmy blues,
And it only proves one thing,
Aston Villa never lose.

Uh uh.........Duh?

[tonyav]

Igor61
Good evening Tony, sir, I had a feeling you would not be very long I have your bucket suitably filled-----sorry about today's results

Thanks, Igor, sob sob.

[tonyav]

I only wish that little ditty of yours was true, DT.

[queenofmean]

What he who is snoring his head off on MY pillow again!!

[nungate]

There, there, Tony, it's not so bad.....................ok it is .... next time maybe

apologies to SX did not mean to demean his vast power, but I know nothing about motorbikes/scooters/mopeds

[Sir Alec]

This is the first time I've legally been on this thread, I'm now 51.
DT, never trust a dog that likes a ball in the mouth.
I forgot to bring a bottle, but have just cut my toenails, will the clippings do?
Igor.........looking devastatingly handsome tonight, methinks?

[nungate]

that would be the one - always behaves when you are around! When he's left with me he's the devil incarnate!

[Igor61]

blushes Good evening Sir Alec, and welcome. Can I fetch you a tailcock?
Glass or bucket?

[tonyav]

Hi ya, Sir A, good to see you, do try the tailcock, their excellent ( puts hairs on your chest ).

[nungate]

Hello Sir Alec, lovely to see you, the age this is a bit relaxed these days, Queenie is well underage but I cannot in all conscience ban her as she lives here. I see you have brought a blush to our Igor's cheek, I hope he has offered you some refreshment

[DTCwordfan]

The Cats stand defiantly,
Overlooking the roaring Forth and sea.
The ocean waves around Nungate's skin;
The Queenie roar won’t let her be.

The plastic cages keep her bound,
Tightly, softly in a dew-like tether.
They move her mind to places she cannot go;
Which lead her to bathroom regions nether.

So Nungate must wait until the time,
The rising sun will shine upon her heart.
And take her to a warmer clime;
Where love is appreciated like a discriminating fart.

But the feline beast that lives in all of us,
Is harshly judged by one and all.
And will never truly live without much Towers' fuss;
Until ABers can safely emerge from underneath the tartan shawl.

[queenofmean]

Good Evening Sir Alec, its lovely to see you and have you hear at the towers :)

Igor..have you seen my pen?

[Igor61]

have you tried the drawing room?

[Sir Alec]

Igor, a bucket definitely and........perhaps a peck on the cheek, I won't say which cheek! (Giggles coquettishly)......
Tony, I already have hairs on my chest, the pain on plucking them one by one with tweezers is a cheap thrill!

[DTCwordfan]

Tony stomped in, all grumpy and sore,
He stamped his feet and slammed the door.
He growled and grimaced and threw down his coat,
And made funny tailcock noises down his throat.
Then Daisy said kindly, 'Don't worry Tony dear...'
'Villa might still win a game this year.'

[queenofmean]

no it was in my handbag ... sorry Igor

[anneasquith]

good evening ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,just what is queenie going in her chambers with a cat and a pen. nun. have you found the source of your discomfort or is another nag on the cards. igor, may I have a glass of non alcoholic ginger beer, your chains are very sparkly tonight, I promise not to post any poems tonight :)

[tonyav]

Where love is appreciated like a discriminating fart.


DT, I thought they were all discriminating ! except to the owner of course.


( hands Sir A a lady shave ).

[Igor61]

I have your tailcock Madame, please I am on duty PDA's are not permitted and it is against all my training as an Ancient Family Retainer...... besides what would Madame say? Not to mention my Brunhilde?

[queenofmean]

anne....Max and Henry for that matter, wherever I go they have to go too, where I lie or sit..they have to be there also...nae peace! In my chambers as I am charging my laptop and the pen...writing Cards for mis padres