I am not sure talking was top of your list of things to do when Lyn arrived? However, I hope all of that is over and done with by the time I get there. At least you have someone to help you carry in all the beer I am going to drink when I visit. How big is you fridge. Bis Bald! Gruss from the fatherland. G
Russell, keep your dirty thoughts to yourself! I think you may have to invest in another Thai Size fridge, warm beer is not nice, and I am sure Grant will agree.
Well I'm shocked at such smutty remarks. It's brought on a touch of the vapours! Just pull the nighty down when done! As it is absolutely lashing it down here you are both not missing anything whatsoever. Proms in the park promises to be a wash out - but we Brits are stoic and I have got me wellies, brolly and the gazebo ready to pack into the car later. There's nothing wrong with a soggy port pie as long as you have a glass of chardonnay to wash it down. I am now going off for the afternoon after dealing with the trauma of students falling off horses and breaking legs in the Siberian wilderness. You two have a hot sticky weekend in Thailand whilst we go rusty here.
Yes Anne, I agree that we (I) should raise the tone a little. I have been ordered (by Lyn, who is mortified) to remove the offending comment but in the interests of free speech I've left it in. Actually I can't find how to delete comments on this here blog thingy. The weekend is indeed hot and sticky, but (mostly) that's due to the weather.
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I am not sure talking was top of your list of things to do when Lyn arrived?
ReplyDeleteHowever, I hope all of that is over and done with by the time I get there.
At least you have someone to help you carry in all the beer I am going to drink when I visit. How big is you fridge.
Bis Bald!
Gruss from the fatherland.
G
Fridge is Thai-size, easily room for one and a half stubbies - which is enough to get me drunk at present.
ReplyDeleteI'll stock up before you get here.
I'm off to wine, dine and sixty-nine Lyn. (Fat chance)
Russell, keep your dirty thoughts to yourself!
ReplyDeleteI think you may have to invest in another Thai Size fridge, warm beer is not nice, and I am sure Grant will agree.
Hope you have rested up Lyn, looks like Russell might be turned on for making you typsy turvy tonight!!!
ReplyDeleteI like your play on words there Lucy. But I am almost certain Lyn needs to be blind drunk to do that sort of thing with Russell!?
ReplyDeleteAnymore comments like that and I will be getting my beer warm and spiked!
Have fun you two, see you soon. I am going to bed to help myself to a 34.5!
later
Well I'm shocked at such smutty remarks. It's brought on a touch of the vapours! Just pull the nighty down when done!
ReplyDeleteAs it is absolutely lashing it down here you are both not missing anything whatsoever. Proms in the park promises to be a wash out - but we Brits are stoic and I have got me wellies, brolly and the gazebo ready to pack into the car later. There's nothing wrong with a soggy port pie as long as you have a glass of chardonnay to wash it down.
I am now going off for the afternoon after dealing with the trauma of students falling off horses and breaking legs in the Siberian wilderness.
You two have a hot sticky weekend in Thailand whilst we go rusty here.
TTFN
Annie
Yes Anne, I agree that we (I) should raise the tone a little. I have been ordered (by Lyn, who is mortified) to remove the offending comment but in the interests of free speech I've left it in. Actually I can't find how to delete comments on this here blog thingy.
ReplyDeleteThe weekend is indeed hot and sticky, but (mostly) that's due to the weather.