Quiet room...

[dulwichmum]

Arrives just as food is finished, laiden down with a half dozen Grande Latte's, and large bag of Starbucks Blueberry cheesecake. Ana walks behind carrying enormous handbag. Sits in aubergine velvet armchair next to Ant, while Ana distributes goodies (to Mr Capt Birdseye, Mr CrystalClear, Ant, Mark, Keef) and leaves. Smiles contentedly to self, picks up plate and fork.......

[capt_birdseye]

*Tucks in to cheesecacke and wonders if it is as far past its sell-by date as those fish fingers were*

[Keef]

*Having nearly drowned due to missing beer incentive, makes mental note to hurt Crystal at first available opportunity....*

*Enjoys cheesecake, and decides to take a nap in the hope that the stomach ache will go away*

*Dreams about drinking beer, and hitting Crystal over the head with giant fish finger*

[CrystalClear]

*hums*

if you wanna be a boxer, in golden ring...

[mockney piers]

*opens fridge and brings out limes and tonic water*

*opens freezer, brings out Tanqueray 10 and ice cubes*

[Keef]

*Comes awake at sound of ice clinking in glass.... Has an idea...... borrows one of Piers' glasses and some ice.... Heads to top shelf, pours very large JD with a dash of coke*

*Heads out to "Rancho Relaxo" den, sips drink, closes eyes, floats away on memories* :)-D

[chumasterp]

*Stirs awake with a rumble to find burning notice has set fire to tartan carpet slippers.*

*Leaps up with a howl, careers through patio doors and falls backwards into pool*

*Floats in soggy dressing gown, wonders why the pool water tastes like contents of a cocktail bar drip tray*

[mockney piers]

*smiles guilty, shouldn't wee in pool after such big cocktail session night before*

*hopes there's enough chlorine in there*

[CrystalClear]

This room is no longer quiet. Am off to Rancho Relaxo to get wasted with keef.

[Mark]

*quietness descends on the room again*

[Keef]

*Tip-Toes in and pours another couple of drinks to take to Rancho Relaxo for pool competition with Crystal*

[dulwichmum]

Stands up, has a little stretch(ette) takes enormous handbag to changing cubicle and emerges in stunning white Calvin Klein bikini and sarong..... admires spray tan in full length mirror, walks to sun lounger by pool placing enormous white rimed sunglasses in hair. Decides not to bother with a swim as it makes hair frizz, and instead pads off to Rancho Relaxo for a cold drink with chums (still not drinking alcohol for Lent).

[batdog]

mockney piers,

What exactly is a "librarian's stare" ?

The stares you get at the Dulwich library are straight out of a Stephen King's movie ( stares and starers )... SPOOKY...(6)

[dulwichmum]

Arrives, avec au pair and half dozen Starbucks vente latte's. Scans floor for lost Blackbery - type mobile phone appliance. Sits down, dismisses serf, applies Clarins hand cream, admires newly waxed legs. Wonders where Mr Batdog is? Applies lip salve.

[Keef]

*Enters room, looking pale having spent night sleeping on pool table in Rancho Relaxo*

*Spots Dulwichmum, and holds up blackberry*

*Gives blackberry to DM, and smiles sheepishly, as can't quite remember what happened in Rancho Relaxo*

*Heads outside for a refreshing wake up swim...... Hopes the pool has been cleaned!!!*

[dulwichmum]

Looks up delighted to see Mr Keef and my lost appliance. Mouths the words 'Thank you' and smiles. Checks Blackberry for text or email messages from husband James who has skidaddled to Cheltenham National Hunt Festival 'Its work darling, you know I won't enjoy myself'. No messages - grrrrrrrrrrr.

Takes briming hot latte to friend Mr Keef by poolside. Changes into multi coloured 'Pucci' one piece swim suit, straw hat and sunglasses. Mischeviously cans the pool side for Mr Batdog.

[Polly D]

Shakes head in amazement at the contents of DM's swimwear wardrobe.

Wonders whether she is trying dissuade regarding the impending marriage with tales of husband abandonment.

Wishes the bottle of 14.5% Rioja had stayed in the wine rack.

Groans in despair at the mountains of work and belly flops into the pool, narrowly missing what looks suspiciously like 'someone' doing the doggy paddle ... could it be ... ?

[dulwichmum]

Notices splashing noises from outside. Looks out the window to see Miss Polly Dorner swimming athletically dozens of lengths of the pool. Smoothes down hair, wishes that hair did not frizz up in water.

[CrystalClear]

I think we'd best cover up the pool over the weekend to prepare for the snow expected Monday:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/weather/5day.shtml?id=3380

[Keef]

*Scoffs at Crystal's suggestion, and decides to prove hardness by doing a few lengths in the cold*

*Walks back in teeth chattering, and skin blue*

*Puts on big warm gown, and sits in armchair with feet in hot foot spar.... Regains correct skin tone*

[Ant]

*enters*

*sits*

*eats mars bar*

*grumps*

*mutters to self something including the words: monkeys, idiots, Northern, incompetent, fire, elsewhere*

*scowls*

[Keef]

*Edges away from Ant*

[Polly D]

*Hopes CC is joking*

*Lends DM GHDs (we all go frizzy near water)*

*Hands Keef and Ant a nice cup of tea*

*Carries on snoozing under the desk*

*Thinks - oops, shouldn't have brought desk into the quiet room*

[dulwichmum]

Smiles at the wonderful Miss Polly Dorner, and heads off to straighten hair in the rest room.

[mockney piers]

*curls up on sun lounger to enjoy the last of the sunshine before monday's snows*

*whimpers pathetically before drifting off into dreamless sleep*