what are you stuffing in your gob right now?

[Patrick]

Your mouth feels like it's been on an assault course afterwards.

[everso]

Sept 3, 2010 8:15:28 GMT Weyland said:

Sept 3, 2010 7:43:45 GMT everso said:

Well, I just checked on google street scene and it IS Barda with an r. But how strange that so many people, including me, have spelt it without.
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Anyyyywaaaaayyyy, as Costal would say, I didn't have lamb, which we are having tonight. I had potted crab with a cucumber, celery and rocket salad, which was delicious, then I had vegetable pie, which sounds horrible, but was excellent. Then I forced down raspberries, shortbread and chantilly cream (not not lace, Weyland).

We got home about 10 ish and I could hardly move. What a pig I am at times.

Oooh! I LOVED that Big Bopper song when I was about 12. Still do.

Chantilly lace and a pretty face
And a pony tail hanging down
That wiggle in the walk and giggle in the talk
Makes the world go round
There ain't nothing in the world like a big eyed girl
That makes me act so funny, make me spend my money
Make me feel real loose like a long necked goose
Like a girl, oh baby that's what I like

As you know, Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and the Big Bopper all died in the same plane crash in 1959. A sad, sad day for Rockers everywhere. And Mods. As Don McClean sang, the day the music died.

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Yes, and don't remind me of that song. Mr. E. got vair vair drunk at a party we went to once, before we were married. They were all his work colleagues (all architects and complete drunken bums). I had to stand there, longing to go home, when this record was played over and over and over and over - with Mr. E. and his mates all dancing to it (I had a scowl on my face and my coat over my arm). It's a long record too.

[Weyland]

Sept 3, 2010 17:52:07 GMT everso said:

As Don McClean sang, the day the music died.

Yes, and don't remind me of that song. Mr. E. got vair vair drunk at a party we went to once, before we were married. They were all his work colleagues (all architects and complete drunken bums). I had to stand there, longing to go home, when this record was played over and over and over and over - with Mr. E. and his mates all dancing to it (I had a scowl on my face and my coat over my arm). It's a long record too.

Never did particularly like that song, but I remember the line because of Chantilly Lace, La Bamba, Raining in My Heart, etc.

[aubrey]

And White Lightening

Well I asked my old pappy why he called his brew
White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightnin' started flashin' and thunder started crashin'
Shhhoooh . . . white lightnin'

Chorus:
Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him,
but my pappy kept a-cookin'
Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin'

--- Instrumental ---

Well a city slicker came and he said "I'm tough"
I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff
He took one g-g-glug and drank it right down
And I heard him a moaning as he hit the ground
Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin'
Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin'


I have nothing in my mouth. I might get some cheese on toast in a minute.

[everso]

Boiled eggs for breakfast, with orange juice and toast.

What a laugh this morning. I was lying in bed reading, Mr. E. at the computer, 10 am and the door bell went. We flew into a panic as we weren't dressed and I was commanded to go down and open the door as I was the only one who could find their dressing gown.

It was a bloody Jehovah's Witness who wanted to know if I was interested in joining their Bible reading club.

Wha'

I still keep smiling at the thought of his face when I told him I'd been having a lie-in. He did apologise. If I'd had my wits about me I'd have proffered my left arm to show him the needle marks from blood donations.

[Patrick]

Shreddies and gallons of tea here.

We've given up answering the door in the mornings. Our area is one that attracts all the nutters and sales people. The letter box regularly rattles to the tune of charity clothes collection bags (so useful when yo run out of bin liners!) Pizza menus or religious paraphernalia. In fact - at the sound of each clatter we go through a Trubble-like guessing game as to what has just hit the cat fallen on the hall carpet.

Little things, little things.

Actually, the house before this one the front door opened onto a large communal parking area with the backs of houses opposite. For some reason I didn't mind so much there - Here however there is a front garden - but just thr road outside and it's a lot more 'open'. So callers can go hang.

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HAM n moootard sandwiches.. colemans mootard of course.. no other English mootard will do. i tried Branstons attempt at it once cos it was on offer.. twas ridiculous.. no kick to it.

[Patrick]

A Custard Cream Biscuit.

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a cigarette.

my bad... i qwuit smoking from new years eve up to and including about 3 weeks ago. thats rubbish aint it?

[Weyland]

Today it's chicken Madras with masoor dhal, paratha, pilau basmati, lime pickle, and German pils, followed by walnut cake and a Kent apple.

All home-made except the pickle, the apple, and the cake.

And the pils.

[alanseago]

At the moment I am pouring a rather pleasant single malt down it. We always have black pudding for lunch (XL size) so I shall be restricted to a light dinner.

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black pudding... ARRRRW YOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

[bonbonlarue]

Cheese on toast.

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carnt go wrong with a bit o cheese on toast. with marmite and or lea and perrins i hope?

[Patrick]

My Spaghetti Bolognese. Fantastic.

[riotgrrl]

My veggie chilli (with added cocoa thanks to Everso), those nacho chip things with cheese, jalapenos, fromage frais and guacamole (plus a bit of salsa).

Very, very, very hot. Very gooey. Very lovely.

Gothboy didn't even notice it was vegetarian. When questioned later he stated that he'd eaten meat.

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kebab.. no salad shite... loadsa chilli sauce. ~slurp~ i thi nk there is roadworks or a police helicoptor or a headache outside.

[everso]

I have heartburn at the moment.

[bonbonlarue]

so far today I have provided fresh coffee for my boys...lent them my car to pick up car bits from Gloucester and have had a full roast beef & trimmings lunch requested..

In between this I have been talked into an umpteen mile walk with no 2 daughter & dog...and also promised to meet for coffee this afternoon...

**mug**

[aubrey]

Coffee, though: you're that much up on the deal. You get coffee.