dulwichmum

Thinks to self "Please could someone tell me how long a hangover goes on for?" - using their psychic powers

Accepts lovely fluffy drink from CitizenED. Thanks chums (quietyly). Puts on enormous white rimmed sunglasses. Thinks to self "Why did I do this to myself???"

Staggers into quiet room clutching head... Closes curtains, collapses onto favourite chair. Thinks to self - I am never, ever drinking again, ever, ever, ever. Wonders if anyone is going to Starbucks as toooooo sick to ever stand up again...

Hands Charlie and Lola book over for Mr Keefs perusal...

Well Mr MacGabhann, My husband is a bit of a tiger! I just knew you would be a Barry's man... DM

Clearly Michael, Just lose the bloomin donkey eh?

Darling Mr MacGabhann, You know you are always more than welcome! DM

Pours Sean a nice cuppa... Lyons or Barry's?

I'm in. DM

Dear SimonM - you have a point. Please Michael - loose the donkey. Your obsession with lactation is causing my au pair to surf the net for cheap one way tickets to Latvia!

Pours Miss Polly D a nice cup of Assam and passes her the new copy of Martha Stewart Weddings magazine...

Thanks Mr McGabhann. Agrees I am tense, looks around for cork screw, and then realises that this chablis has a screw cap! Anyone fancy a glass while we watch the show? Wonders what on earth Ana is doing with that cattle prod...

Small growling dog leaps from handbag and sets about Huguenot and Mr Papadopalopagus with enormous fangs, while Ana joins in with the electric cattle prod. DM settles into enormous velvet armchair and takes out a nail file, and begins a short manicure. Thinks to self - "looks like the honeymoon is off then Mr Huguenot"...

Oh for crying out loud! We are not smoking crack! How very dare they? Soon they will put a government health warning on chocolate. When will they give us poor house bound parents back our Tamazepam instead? That is what I want to know?

Ana walks into room with enormous vacuum cleaner and bottle of Mr Sheen, followed by DM. DM sits and watches suspiciously while Ana gets on with the damp dusting. Smiles to self when remembers growling dog and cattle prod in handbag. Thinks to self "I'm watching your Mr Paleogoggles..."

Dear Mr Palaelogus, I try to avoid all mention of ... lactation if it is all the same to you. If you could just sort that donkey out, I am sure there is no reason why she could not perhaps be re-integrated into society. Ana is still hiding behind the kitchen island. Whatever did you do to her? DM

Dear Ladygooner and Clare, Brenda Blethyn lives on Honor Oak Rise. DM

Dear Mr SimonM, You are so right! I never claimed to live in East Dulwich - it is far too close to Peckham for my taste. A completely super place to visit, shop, eat and drink though, so unpretentious. I particularly like the free range lamb from the farmers market on North Cross Road, and the Organic cod from the fish mongers. DM

Dear Mr Overhill, Well you can't have mine if that is what you are after. Mr Michael Paleo..... - another forumite already tried to nab her on me. Of course there are many au pairs left to employ. The good ones are hard to find though. I must get back to work now, or I shall be fired... DM

Dear Mr Overhill, Doesn't everyone? DM

Wow Ant, thanks for that. I really enjoyed that wine. I have never bought white Burgundy before myself apart from when eating out. I feel it has widened my range too now. I was looking for the flavours that Will indicated would be there, and I am rather easily lead, so I think I found them - perhaps for that reason! I know what you mean about getting more of the flavour when it had warmed up a little. I am hoping that Will comes in at some point with some more guidance for us. It is up to you to choose for next week I believe though Ant. Isn't it? DM

Shall we begin? I must admit I have opened mine! I have taken a little sip, and it seems to be nice and light with a clean finish. I can only say how I find it, I am afraid I don't know any jargon. It tastes nice!:-$

Passes around chocolate brown velvet Anya Hindmarch toiletry bags stuffed with Keihls delights to Mr Huguenot et al. Wonders why he never asked before, as bathroom cabinet is full of bootie from James trips abroad (first class BA clearly!). Thinks to self - darling James clocks up more air miles than Tony Blair on a farewell tour...

Notes from Threshers re. Saint Veran White Burgundy = It is clear, golden green in colour. Hints of peach and melon on the nose. Fresh Stoney apples with almonds and honey on the finish. It is apparently ideal with chicken and light fish or salads... What do you think then?

Ah, lovely man! You look after yourself now, or dulwichmammy will be very upset! DM