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Always my dear chap! Single malt good enough?
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
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ahhhhhh cracking. Your very good health.
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mpoole Wrote:Fanks! Might require a few more, it's high-school information night for the last of the chicks in the nest, and I might get all emotional later.
-Su
Always a shoulder to cry on, supply of tissues (non scented as you can't smell 'em) and a place at the bar to be propped up on.
Reminds me of the tale of the digger who entered the Spotted Cow in Haltwhistle near the Wall and after a long and drawn out process of emptying his capacious pockets, produced two bungess and promptly "tied" him self to the bar rail until he had drunk his ?10 (in the days when it was a ?1 a pint).
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
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Chin chin!
Room for another?
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
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I'll open another bottle... sorry but its only a 16 year lagavulin (cooking whiskey!)
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For my sins, I spent the day learning to jive, jitterbug and Charleston with some 90 year olds... I am knackered... but I found myself so enjoying myself ! Wanna dance anyone?
I'm getting my zoot suit out! oh yeah!
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As it is the bar I'll stick to reeling, thank you!
How is Upstairs Downstairs coming along???
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
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sorry... missed that... I was dancin'
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deadlylampshade Wrote:Always a shoulder to cry on, supply of tissues (non scented as you can't smell 'em) and a place at the bar to be propped up on.
Reminds me of the tale of the digger who entered the Spotted Cow in Haltwhistle near the Wall and after a long and drawn out process of emptying his capacious pockets, produced two bungess and promptly "tied" him self to the bar rail until he had drunk his ?10 (in the days when it was a ?1 a pint).
Class! I survived with no tears and a deep sense of relief, as the Seed Bead's new form teacher is a very solid person.
Bungee cords? Excellent. I think I could re-visit the evening in Glasgow many years ago when I was asked if I like single-malts and ended up drinking through the alphabet till I couldn't spell.
Double single-malt, please. Followed by a double of the same. By my reckoning that's six single single-malts.
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mpoole Wrote:Double single-malt, please. Followed by a double of the same. By my reckoning that's six single single-malts.
Hmmm...if that is six, I will certainly have what you are drinking!!!
I make that four:face-thinks:...unless you mean a double, double malt and then I may see where you are coming from...but it is getting late and my energy saving light bulb needs a rest...and me and figures ain't no good even without the alcohol}
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
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Yes. Double single and double that is six.
Sun's over the yardarm somewhere and I might repeat the exercise, doubly so, which makes twelve.
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