Nothing for me tonight Mr H. The whole family have come down with a D&V bug over the last couple of days, not nice.
Went on to Fuller's website to purchase a new glass for my LP, however they wanted seven and a half quid for postage. Will wait until next trip to London and steal one!
Have one for me, it really isn't Friday without a small libation!
Bar just opened here. Wainwright again, but bad beer planning means it looks like it will need to be red wine later. (er.. thst's bad planning, not bad beer).
Bar open Fawlty? Early doors. Well done squire. Need a stiff livener. Sorry about the D&V drew and fam. (I'd suspect there's some colloquial term in Lanarkshire). Hope you've got 'Both Ends Burning' over at yours?
you fucks, its 20:36 and i'm still work. the prawns are marinading at home, the django django record is at the ready and the red wine breathing (i think unnecessarily but the war office likes her wine well breatheded)
yes, she usually serves me a cocktail when I get in ('from the office' as football commentators used to say - meber that during the midweek games, 'if you've just got in from the office the score is...). She then scuttles the kids off into the drawing room after which I can relax and recount to her the days debacles. Before she tells me to shut the fuck up and get the prawns cooked. Have a good weekend. Paddys day of course tomorrow. Should be the usual scumfest here
tomorrow we will take it black, put it in a glass with some captin morgans and coke, drink 15 shots of it and then spew all over a wall. or so the stereotype goes. I'll be watching Ireland beat England in the rugby meself
Nothing for me tonight Mr H. The whole family have come down with a D&V bug over the last couple of days, not nice.
ReplyDeleteWent on to Fuller's website to purchase a new glass for my LP, however they wanted seven and a half quid for postage. Will wait until next trip to London and steal one!
Have one for me, it really isn't Friday without a small libation!
The D&V! On a Friday! Oy vey!
ReplyDeleteBar just opened here. Wainwright again, but bad beer planning means it looks like it will need to be red wine later. (er.. thst's bad planning, not bad beer).
ReplyDeleteBar open Fawlty?
ReplyDeleteEarly doors. Well done squire. Need a stiff livener.
Sorry about the D&V drew and fam. (I'd suspect there's some colloquial term in Lanarkshire). Hope you've got 'Both Ends Burning' over at yours?
Nasty business Major
ReplyDeleteI've got a ways go to but great to hear this anyway. Many thanks and a lovely evening to you x.
ReplyDeleteShame about the D & V. No G & T then.
ReplyDeleteTerrible waste of gin.
ReplyDeleteIt's lunchtime in San Francisco! Here's to G! x
oh heavens - catching up with biere speciale with the last dribbles of bourbon to follow. is it just me or has this been a bit of a week?
ReplyDeleteIt's been a bit of a week. But it might be just you as well.
ReplyDeleteyou fucks, its 20:36 and i'm still work. the prawns are marinading at home, the django django record is at the ready and the red wine breathing (i think unnecessarily but the war office likes her wine well breatheded)
ReplyDeleteYou know she's expecting him - polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork...
ReplyDeleteThey smelt of brown leather and Wormwood Scrubs and too many right wing meetings.
ReplyDeleteI think we've been here before in a comment thread haven't we?
It has been one of those weeks. Reckon next week might be as well.
yes, she usually serves me a cocktail when I get in ('from the office' as football commentators used to say - meber that during the midweek games, 'if you've just got in from the office the score is...). She then scuttles the kids off into the drawing room after which I can relax and recount to her the days debacles. Before she tells me to shut the fuck up and get the prawns cooked. Have a good weekend. Paddys day of course tomorrow. Should be the usual scumfest here
ReplyDeleteGive Ireland Back To The Irish, I say.
ReplyDeletetomorrow we will take it black, put it in a glass with some captin morgans and coke, drink 15 shots of it and then spew all over a wall. or so the stereotype goes. I'll be watching Ireland beat England in the rugby meself
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