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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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