It May Be Black Friday

[stewey]

...here, but my field is white with two inches of snow. Therefore I'll be stomping across it in order to reach my objective. It's minus 12, so I hope that they have some ice-cold wobbly pops! if you care to join me, just follow my foot prints...Cheers.

[lady-janine]

gin please. don't bother with the tonic it spoils the taste of the gin.

[stewey]

Stirred or shaken, my Lady?

[lady-janine]

stop messing around and pour it into the glass.

a couple of weeks ago we had some frost about 4/5 days running. it soon went so was gone by about 9.30 am but that is more frost in one week than we have had in the 15 years we have been living here.

[stewey]

So, with all that frost, I shall assume no ice...Correct?

[lady-janine]

not on the pond but in my glass please.

i knew you wouldn't be interested in my weather report but just thought i'd share it with you anyway.

[lady-janine]

think i'll have another go at trying to get to sleep. thanks for the drink and the chat. snowballs at dawn next time.

[stewey]

My dear Lady, whether or not I enjoyed your weather report is of no great import; what is of paramount importance is weather or not I stick ice in your bloody drink...ahem.

[stewey]

And goodnight to you also.