Quiet room...

[Michael Palaeologus]

Got lots of the mini eggs an' a bar of milk choccie too - getting smaller though..

[dulwichmum]

Dear Mr Mikewbate,

I shall try to control myself, or I will expand in several directions. Thank you for the thought.

DM

[Michael Palaeologus]

I am feeling a tad queasy this morning, and I have a few spots.

[dulwichmum]

Dear Mr Mikewbate,

You know chocolate acts as a laxative? The connection with spots has never been proven - but I would advise you not to stray far from the toilet!

DM

[Huguenot]

Stumbles in hesitantly, palms raised protectively, staring unfocused into the middle distance, twitching and jerking at the slightest noise, swerving clear of unseen predators... number blindness... number blindness... too much excel...

[Polly D]

Feels the same as Huguenot but due to huge numbers of postings still to read. Thinks - this is what happens when you step away from the computer for a few days.

Settles down in hammock with laptop and very long straw dipped at an angle in a large bottle of San Miguel.

[Keef]

*Walks in, collapses on to bean bag, curls up and rests* *Muses as to when age caught up and ability to bounce back from all nighters was lost* *Drinks cream soda and smiles now normality is being restored*

[dulwichmum]

Walks into quiet room, finds poor Mr Keef sleeping on beanbag. Wakes him by opening the window to let in some fresh air - gives him a nice glass of cream soda, before sending him home to Mrs Keef so that he may be properly looked after.

Sits down in favourite armchair, pops feet in footspa and takes out a copy of 'In Style' magazine. Pours cup of Assam tea from big pot, adds milk - relaxes...

[mockney piers]

* Shuffles in, feeling tired *

* plonks self down in new leather sofa next to gomer bolstrood art deco lamp and starts reading Huguenot's new thriller *

* waves to the delightful DM, glass of chablis miraculously appears in hand with ant transportation like pop and whiff of ozone , motions cheers to DM's cup'a'cha *

[Ant]

*appears with a pop from a single point in space at the mention of his name*

*nods greetings to Mockers and DM*

*nibbles some left-over choclate ovoid thing*

[dulwichmum]

Looks around, smiles at chums.

Stands up and has a nice stretch.

Snaps off small piece of shell from Ants chocolate ovoid (with permission).

Texts Ana to bring a fresh post of tea.

Clears all cups and glasses to a tray.

Walks to window and draws back heavy velvet cutains. Opens window, breathes in deeply.

Thinks to self - all is well.

[Ant]

*donates chocolate ovoid to the Fund To Combat Hunger in DM*

*looks out of window and takes one of those "isn't it a lovely spring day? all is well in the world" deep breaths*

*disappears with a fwipp! into a single point in space, leaving behind a faint smell of almonds*

[Keef]

*Walks in feeling a lot lot better than yesterday!*

*Looks longingly at chocolate left on the table, but remembers dental appointment this afternoon and shudders at the thought*

*Thinks to self "Evil, Sadistic, money grabbing gits!!!!!!"*

*Sits down and tries not to dwell on it* :-S

[Michael Palaeologus]

*Ambles in seeking respite from work, nibbling on a Jaffa cake*

*"Fancy a Jaffa Cake Keef?"* :))

[bagpuss78]

*crawls in sneezing repeatedly, looks at everyone in puppy dog manner......in need sympathy*

*don't feel very well*

*head is full of snot*

:(

[Huguenot]

*Appears briefly as bowl of petunias, morphs instantly into sperm whale, recalls gravity handicap and swings out of the existential dimension to reconsider strategy*

[Ant]

*appears in usual manner*

*provides hot lemon and honey type drinks for Bagpuss*

*munches on a wheat-free sandwich bought on a whim and finds it quite pleasant*

[bagpuss78]

*grunts at ant in a thanking manner:)*

*curls up with mug of lemon and honey*

*feels a little sorry for self*

[Ant]

*thinks: yunno, a little whisky added to that lemon and honey would make it even better*

[bagpuss78]

*wakes up....... after adding most of a bottle of whiskey to said hot lemon and honey feels much better Cheers*

*opps!..... sits down missing chair, gets comfy on floor....and sleeps*

[dulwichmum]

Pulls enormous duvet from handbag, and puts it over Bagpuss 78, fluffs up enormous pillow and places it under her head. Trots out of quiet room and into the cool evening air. All is well in East Dulwich...

[ivemet-jimmy]

DM can I borrow your hand bag?

[dulwichmum]

Why of course darling? But I am not sure it would go with your jacket...

[CrystalClear]

Mr ivemet-jimmy's clearly putting in some effort for this evening DM!

[dulwichmum]

I see! He shall be having his bikini line waxed and everything then?

DM