Enjoy The Silence


Helen Bristol

18 August 2003 17:40

Hmm, knives packed and ready to roll............................seems like we're going to have to go in for a spot of self-catering (that'll make a nice change)  when we head south west in a few weeks time.  Still, a change is as good as a rest.  BM's getting severe Doom Bar withdrawal symptoms, hope he can hold out.
 
What do you mean of course he's a bloke with a name............  not all the Chris', Jos or Pats are blokes.
 
Do you think.............no, silly idea..............Perhaps the experienced RT could embark on some counselling for you?
 
Still HOT here, though cooler on the coast.  26 C in the shade in our back garden.  I like it hot.  I can't stand being cold. Granted there are jobs, like yours, that I wouldn't want to be doing in the heat. Precipitation-wise it's very patchy in East Angular. It can be pouring in one village and dry as a bone in the next.  Probably suffink to do with it being a desert here.
 
Better go and start watering the produce 

Vile Jelly

18 August 2003 21:43

Well, how many members of the female species called Eric have you ever met?
 
Kitchen still too hot and too busy. Set another new record for covers on Saturday so things definitely not improving. At least the RT have found a new quality 'local' for me to slake my thirst in blessed peace and relative silence. Nice walk to get there too. I wonder if they've got any kitchen vacancies?

Helen Bristol

19 August 2003 18:22

Now I come to think of it........................none.
 
So, where's the new "local"?  The Tinners at Zennor??
 
Loads of vacancies over this side of the country not that I'd eat in any of them.
 
It sure was hot last evening but a bit cooler today - the garden continues to die.

Vile Jelly

20 August 2003 17:25

Exackly!!
 
And, NO, I will not fall for your feminine wiles. Suffice it to say that at this time I know where it is and the majority of emmets don't. Mayhap, if I survive the hordes of hell into winter I will reveal the secret. Or mayhap not.
 
PS. It has been hot here too. The kitchen staff continue to wither and die.

Helen Bristol

21 August 2003 08:34

Oh, go on, Paul.   We won't know where to find you when we hove-to in SI.  I'm not exactly reknowned for feminine wiles ............(small pausette while I remove a juvenille spider who wants to help doing the typing and could well have ended up like the Sloop chefs)..............as I was saying, feminine wiles.......................but I usually get my way.  I assume they serve Doom Bar???
 
Must fly now as I have less time than I thought I had..........and the broomstick is running a bit low on flying stuff

Vile Jelly

21 August 2003 09:36

But then people (i.e. humans) will be able to find me.
 
And, yes, they serve the Bar De Doom (as well as Marston's Pedigree Chum and Ancient Spotted Female Chicken). So, I can soak up real ale and tranquil ambience in equal quantities. Too good to waste on ems.
 
Like a man trapped in a room stuffed full of marrows ..... my secret shall remain closely gourded!

Helen Bristol

22 August 2003 17:43

Okay. I've rootled about in the attic and found the Aunt Jane twinset, funny hat and sensible shoes, oh, and one of my mum's old handbags, so now I'm..........'scuse while I remove some ancient cobweb from my ear............b*uddy spiders...........so now I'm ready to get into the role.  Let me see....the clues are in there somewhere. 
A pub that is a "nice" and presumably short(ish) walk from the Sloop. 
Its off the tourist track. 
It sells Doom, Chum and OSH.
It has ambience. 
And from the sound of it the landlord ain't too fussed about making a mint out of the emms. 
That shouldn't be too hard to find. Can only be a handful of such establishments in SI, allegedly.  So far so good.  Only need to do a bit of field work and there could  a pint behind the bar for you !  I'm on the case,Paul, I'm on the case.  I've pencilled in October for the field trip.  Obviously the easiest way would be to follow you from t'Sloop but then you might recognise me and lead me a merry dance. On the other paw you wouldn't necessarily know that it wasn't one of the RT dodging in and out of the shadows
 
PS have you remembered to go to t'skool of t'mines yet?
 
PPS won't rub salt in the wound ..........but 3 days off. Hurrah, its a Bank Holiday. I'll be thinking of you as BM is busily  stripping   ........................................
...........paint off the windows and doors in the soon-to-be-remodelled back room -  known to poncy estate agents as (variously) the breakfast room, the morning room or the family room. 

Vile Jelly

22 August 2003 21:24

Good luck, Sherlock, I'll never spill the beans (apart from when I am burning brekkies at the Slupe).
 
PS. If I am likely to mistake you for one of the RT, which one do you most closely resemble?
 
PPS. Skool of Mines bloody useless as usual. Apparently they are waiting for everyone to finish the course before they send off the paperwork for passing. So, despite having finished in early June I am stuck waiting for some dog-walloper to get their act together. If this continues I might demand a refund!
 
PPPS. What is BM doing paint-stripping? I thought he was busy annexing the fire escape trade in the Sudetenland with his Teutonic Traders!

Helen Bristol

23 August 2003 12:37

I'm far too modest to compare myself with such exalted beings.  Anyway, if I told you it'd blow my cover.
 
Whatelse would you expect him to strip?  remember its a bank holiday - so he's GOT to do some DIY - either that or down to t' gardencentre. The TT stuff is just  work.
 
PS Just had a shower lite, first rain for weeks.
 
PPS cheer up - the skools go bakson

Vile Jelly

24 August 2003 09:44

Yes, just the last of the skool hols, the September festival, the October last-flingers and half-term to go.
 
Then I can rest.
 
Joy!

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