Moos

Why, thank you! Hang on you lot, I was here first! *sighs and joins back of queue*

Damn, I was enjoying myself. Oh well, back to life as one of Britain's self-made aristocracy. *secretly keeps the costume*

*pops a sparkly toothpicky thing and a paper umbrella into Kalam's drink* And here's some Factor 50 I nicked from my son. Sheesh..

Because they were too bloody small, that's why. I am short of 6ft, but couldn't sit straight in a Routemaster double seat, it was incredibly uncomfortable. And more than once had to look at my toes to avoid getting imbroiled in one of those 'sideways-seats-at-the-back-are-for-4-people / no-they-aren't-there's-only-room-for-3' arguments. Sorry. I know they were pretty, and I liked the hop-on, hop-off thing but I was perfectly happy to wave them bye-bye. Oh, and on the hop-on/hop-off thing I've heard (2nd hand) of someone who fell off one misjudging her step. While holding a baby... I'd judge it was her own fault for being stupid, but in today's climate that sort of thing means elfnsafety probably wouldn't approve.

Does he have to have his own home, for example?

Heavens, what was it then? Once my poor face recovered from those Butchers - cruel Butchers, I tell you - I thought a nice rocky salt-water pool with waterfall, small beach and some pretty fish was a great addition to the Quiet Room. Why not stretch out on this sandy patch over here? *chucks tube Factor 30 at Kalam*

Mr. Hannah is waaaaaaaaaaaay ahead of me in the lunacy, I mean posting, stakes. Luckily for me, 'posts that are worth the read' are not counted. I like the idea of being Dame Moos. Off to put on hoops, a frilly gingham dress, a false bosom and a huge wig. Now Aladdin, come and help me with the laundry! I'm just a poor widow, you know..

Yeah, everyone! We Are Keef's Peaceful And Slightly Prudish Army. Let's reclaim the Forum for the forces of good. I refuse to be driven away, I have 4000 posts to catch up with Sean to make...

Rendered speechless by this thread.

Make sure you lift her correctly: a back brace is not sexy. If the woman you pick up turns around and thumps you in the eye with a jar of organic onion marmelade, you've pulled: it's an ancient ED courting ritual.

as has been said before, every new business has teething trouble - let's give them a chance to settle in.

Ah, the Quiet Room pool, a cool bathe will soothe my poor lacerated face. *big splosh* Aaaaargh! Salt water!!

:)-D

Louisa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > A band of protesting yummies > Excellent post. But surely we can come up with a better collective noun?

*Enter Moos with sandpapered skin* *Quiet Room residents feel sudden and disturbing urge to have a steak tartare* Do I look ten years younger? They took an inch off!

Congrats Ratty and the wee Ratlet - how did it go?

Keef, couldn't agree with you more. WTF.

Oh no! I've posted more than Annaj, and she's been posting far, far longer... Doesn't this put me in a new category of Forumitis? Right. Silence is golden.. (ha, like that'll last...)

finally, someone has made me understand the point of really hot food - great post, Brendan!

From a leetle French company that import organic wine from leetle (mostly) French vineyards and sell them at wholesale prices. Good combo of supporting small businesses, not drinking sulphates and good price.

I'd ask him why he wanted it so much, if he's now so hell-bent on throwing it away. I'd also ask him why when the country spoke pretty much en masse in 1997 and said yes, we'd like change please, we want a properly equipped NHS and better schools and we're prepared to pay for them, they didn't manage to deliver. Big ask I know, but that's what governments are for.

That's not Cheerios, I have bad skin. :-$

*unsticks head from rug* Wha'?

I found Bill terrifying but puzzlingly slightly sexy too. Oh dear.

Any of that Krug left, DM? *sits cross-legged on rug resting head on sofa*