Quiet room...

[bagpuss78]

*walks in slightly in the style of john wayne, went to roller disco last night, exceeded fitness levels!*

*Collapses face down on floor, slightly awkward but happy with position*

*.......and relax*

[Keef]

*Places blanket over Bagpuss, and leaves glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and can of Deep Heat by her side*

*Sits back down with Shambles*

*Thinks to self I hate hangovers!!!*

[dulwichmum]

Pulls enormous pillow from new handbag and puts it under Bagpuss 78's head. Passes enormous chunk of Toblarone and another glass of fresh orange juice to Mr Keef (famous family cure for hangovers). Passes the Style section of The Times to Ms Shambles.

[mockney piers]

* tiptoes in, quietly places toys back in pram *

* makes nice strong cup of tea, puts some Debussy quietly on the stereoa ... and relax *

[Keef]

*Nods towards Piers and mouths "good choice"*

*Curses bad nights sleep, and ponders what the hell those weird dreams were all about*

*Reclines "Lazy Boy" chair, and closes eyes, floating away on Debussy piano music*

[dulwichmum]

Totters in wearing enormous high heel shoes. Snuggles into favourite aubergine arm chair next to window.

Ana bursts in through the door with four Vente latte's, and distributes same to DM and two boy chums. Looks around in search of Ms Shambles...

Sits back to absorb wonderful music.

[mockney piers]

* gestures to Ana to sit next to me and enjoy the antipodean alpine view and enjoy latte in her own imaginary quiet space *

* thanks DM for coffee and relentless shakes and heebie-jeebies that will follow imbibition of delicious drink *

[Keef]

*Winks at Mockney and thinks "you sly dog you"* ;-)

*Opens Balcony Doors, and takes sharp breath, and looks on stunned at the beautiful Angel Falls towering ahead of us*

http://www.mongabay.org/images/venezuela/angel_falls_classic.gif

*Makes mental note to go there one day!!!*

[CrystalClear]

*admires the view, but suggests keef make like to take in the patio.....*

 

[Keef]

*Eyes well up in the manner of someone who's just seen an old friend*

*Nips out to Patio, gets a couple of pints of Grolsch, passes one to Crystal. Pours an Adnams for Mockney, and a nice Pims for DM (whispers to DM that no one will know, and it's almost Easter)*

[bagpuss78]

*Steals Keefs grolsch while he is whispering to DM*

:)-D

[bagpuss78]

*realises it's got a top in it and puts it back*:(

[capt_birdseye]

*Opens lap-top computer and taps in http://www.sat-gps-locate.com in order to check on whereabouts of missing forum members.

*Chokes on fish-finger sandwich

[dulwichmum]

Smiles adoringly at Mr Keef.

Points Ana towards the door.

Sniffs Pimms and almost expires in rapture - but sadly must not drink it as continues with Lenten fast.

Looks over Mr Capt Birdseye's shoulder and observes the web site he is on in horror.

Rushes to own laptop and conducts a quick search for Mr Batdog and Ms Shambles. Considers in a panic ... "have they run away together?"

[mockney piers]

*laughs out loud -quietly- *

* I'd never have believed it of Batdog (though it would explain something to do with the name), tsk tsk *

[dulwichmum]

Sits in special chair staring at the wall, lost in grief...

Drinks pimms - straight from bottle.

Points perfectly manicured finger at empty handbag whilst holding tissue to perfectly formed nose. Sobs.

[Polly D]

*Gently prises DM's grip from the bottle and hands her a jar of pickled onions instead*

*Shows her CCTV of Shambles lurking in Sainsbury and Batdog on Goose Green roundabout - not doing any naughty business*

*Settles down in hammock with one eye on the lunchtime episode of neighbours*

[Keef]

*Gives DM's shoulder a reassuring squeeze*

*Takes swig of 6th pint of Grolsch*

*Offers DM bottle of absinthe, then remembers DM's heritage, so withdraws absinthe, and offers Poteen* :-S

[Ant]

*upon entering distributes very rich and moist home-made chocolate and blueberry brownies to all, except those eschewing such things for lent for whom they are somehow invisible and odourless to boot*

*seats self in leather armchair by the window*

*snoozes*

[dulwichmum]

Scoffs six home made chocolate and blueberry brownies. Gratefully drinks poteen and puts arm around Ms Polly Dorner.

Takes copy of Martha Stewart Weddings magazine from enormous handbag, and brightens up when the whispered conversation with chum turns to diamonds...

[Ant]

*opens one eye a mere fraction and observes brownies' progress*

*closes eye and returns to musings on the perfect pasta bake*

[Keef]

*Looks on in absolute amazement that DM can still function after drinking a whole bottle of Poteen!*

*Mummbles to Crystal to self "DM is one of us"* :)-D

*Falls off bar stool*

[Polly D]

*Admits to purchasing non Martha Stewart wedding magazine at weekend*

*Horrified by purchase*

*Mild panic sets in as magazine suggests 18 months are needed to plan wedding*

*Only has six ...*

*Asks DM if she can borrow her dress and whether she still has tiers of cake in the loft"

*Munches on strangely enjoyable concoction of chocolate brownies and pickeld onions*

[Huguenot]

*Decides to open loo window to gain ourselves an enlivening spring breeze, greeted by....*

http://farm1.static.flickr.com/114/251005131_f450721435.jpg?v=0

*Hurriedly slams window closed, grips cistern momentarily to overcome vertigo, and then seeks out Keef to explain where I'm getting it wrong*

PS Piersy, it never worked, after I went back 5 times, it refused to accept the "/" existed in the post itself, but it always reappeared in the text when I went back to edit...

[Ant]

*emits a quiet 'pfeh!' of mild derision*

*organised wedding in just over four months*

*smiles at memories of said day*

*remains blissfully oblivious of hulking cranes and smog outside*