General Chat

Nah, Perse...that was when they packed too many in.

It was tragic, there was a scallop of casualties

Well, this has been intereseting and now I must take a taxi-crab home

Good night all

John Dory

Something very fishy about this thread today

Tec,

Methinks that the Sisterhood do not like us being on seperate Threads as they can't keep track of us

A Mckerel

Bye Barbra, Sleep well and pleasant Dreams

Allan

Ok, just wandering round and hanging on by a thread to my sanity....

...after all, in the old days, I would nave been a Sanity Inspector

Allan

Were you just

loo king.

I wonder why the Elephants have Big Ears.....


......perhaps Noddy never paid the ransom

Nalla (Only 'cause I can't write back to front and upside down like that pesky Persey. Can't do music or smiley faces either!!)

An 18 y.o. girl married a 90 y.o. man

On their wedding Night the Girl complained of a funny feeling to which her husband replied with a grin

"It's alright Dear, it's only old-age creeping on" !!

Allan

Methinks that it is time to resurrect this Thread.

The reason: SueMaid (aka Aunty Sue and also mother) is away again and unable to keep certain characters confined to the Aussie thread.

And I have reached the conclusion, after no extensive research, that the Sisterhood is a clockwork figure.....dead easy to wind up! :0))

Moriarty

Hi Allan

Sue will give you a clip round the lughole for that:-))) Behave man!!!!!

How are you? by the way:-)

A watchful part of the sisterhood...

Carole xx

Watch it Allan!!! Found you on the clean-up thread and now you're back on this one!!

Keep an eye on him, Carole. I can't stay here for long - just checking to see what he is up to so that I can report back to Sue. I'll be on duty soon until Linda takes over the night shift - but by then, she will have Tec joining in the mischief too, so will need all the help she can get!

Good evening Berona and Carole.

How are you both?

Are your springs tightly wound?

is that a nervous tick? At least you are still tocking :0))

Me

A poem for all grandmothers..especially those on the Aussie Thread

Granny

Through every nook and every cranny
The wind blew in on poor old Granny
Around her knees, into each ear
(And up nose as well, I fear)

All through the night the wind grew worse
It nearly made the vicar curse
The top had fallen off the steeple
Just missing him (and other people)

It blew on man, it blew on beast
It blew on nun, it blew on priest
It blew the wig off Auntie Fanny-
But most of all, it blew on Granny!

Spike Milligan

So, no takers then

BJ

Nudging up for Linda

Thank you Allan for telling me where to come looking for you

Refuge at last.

Wrong

I've brought the tent,
the billy-can,
a good book
lit the primus
,made a brew,

paradise lost