Bliss Tonight Has Been....

[gness]

....curled up with a glass of red and iPlayer radio......

A Sense of History...written and performed by Jim Broadbent....

Absolutely brilliant....well worth a listen if you haven't already....

Gx

[stuey]

Rather, old chap. Spiffingly nice brace of ice cubes, wot!

[shoota]

My name is Peter Tinniswood...

[jourdain2]

It sounds brill., gness, but bliss tonight has been going to a 'Choir Festival' hosted by elder granddaughter's school. Pupils from 6 - 18years old from 6 schools and, for a bonus, a local Community Choir (oldest member over 80).

All singing their hearts out, granddaughter amongst them, little ones; some a bit unsure and shuffling about or twisting their clothes. Each and every one gaining from the experience and being heart-warming and inspiring.

Some truly amazing young soloists.

There was a glass of decent red at half time, too! Just relaxing with another. :)x

[tonyav]

Most definitely, old bean wot wot.



shoota
My name is Peter Tinniswood...

Doh

[tonyav]

Sounds enjoyable, jourdain.

[stuey]

The second bliss shall be another shandy, and the third bliss will be a supper composed of corned beef hash with fried bangers and onions.

[anneasquith]

Stuey should you not be "" over the fields"?

[stuey]

Not this afternoon Anne, but tomorrow I shall be tip-toeing through the tulips.

[anneasquith]

OK. ( not that I'm keeping tabs on you ) :-)

[Smowball]

Ooh who fancies a tipple with me?? Shall I get several glasses?

[Mamyalynne]

Shots is it?

Count me in.

[Smowball]

All poured - help yourself . Hic!!

[Mamyalynne]

Don't do if I mind, hic, pardon me.

[stuey]

Send me the return air fare, and I'll join in.

[Smowball]

Air miles on their way!!

[stuey]

Well, dagnab it! Just as the carrier pigeon landed on the balcony, Mrs. stuey walked in and said I can't go gallivanting around tonight.

[Smowball]

Oh *** poo!!

[stuey]

Yep, the pigeon did that on the balcony railing.

[shoota]

//Shots is it?

Count me in. //

Forget an 'o' perchance?