Helen Bristol

23 October 2004 13:12

Re: Hello again

Twas the cold winter nights.
 
So how do you manage in t'kitchen?
 
What do you think?  I've got a mortgage to pay, not to mention all those shoes........

Vile Jelly

25 October 2004 09:31

What? Just in Feb/March? What about Nov/Dec/Jan? Did you have different weather patterns in the 60s?
 
We just serve the food raw and use artificial colouring to make it look cooked.
 
Have it your own way but remember what happened to Imelda Marcos. All those shoes couldn't save her ...

Helen Bristol

26 October 2004 18:38

P'raps they had an early spring holiday.  And yes we did.  I remember the winter of '63.  Weeks off skool cos the snow (12" in our garden) froze. Best winter I've ever had.
 
Ah, but I'm not corrupted by wealth like she was. Given half a chance a could give it a try, but would I have to have her hairdo?

Vile Jelly

27 October 2004 14:50

Aha! Once more you have fallen into the trap set by the Shauns' sheep-like cunning. It is a well-documented scientific fact that if you can remember the 60s then you weren't there. Therefore .....
 
What? Your wealth hasn't corrupted you or you haven't got any wealth to corrupt you? You could have mine instead if that would make you feel better!

Helen Bristol

27 October 2004 18:31

Damn!  Sussed again.  Trouble is I can't remember where I was if I wasn't there.
 
Either, neither or both.  Wealth is a relative concept. What is it you're offering - the wealth (as I said its all relative) or your corruption? Corruption sounds more interesting but less pairs of shoes.

Vile Jelly

28 October 2004 09:42

So, you must have been there after all .....
 
Ashley, re. the offering I was referring to your concern about having to have IM's hairdo and offering you mine as a sensible alternative. The only thing I have a great wealth of is the RT's bar bills.
 
Corruption is far more interesting (fun and entertaining) than just about anything, especially shoes.

Helen Bristol

28 October 2004 17:53

Not so. As the Shauns ascert, if I claim I can remember them I wasn't there. Ipso fatso, I wasn't there.  I just don't know where I was.
 
How long/short is yours now?
 
OK lets go for shoe-needs calculations.  At the rate I wear them out I have enough to keep me going until ....ooo, at least the next London Olympics.

Vile Jelly

29 October 2004 09:21

Curses. Now I have fallen into their trap. They are just sooooo cunning.
 
Don't ask personal questions! Besides, as they say, it's not the size ..... Oh, the bar bill, you mean? Pretty miniscule really. I can't ever get to the bar because it is always fully occupied by the RT.
 
Crikey. That's a lot of shoes. Didn't think there were that many shoes on the planet. Presumably one pair are ice skates so that you can cope with the adverse weather conditions in hell, which will have occurred just before London gets the 'Limpics!

Helen Bristol

29 October 2004 17:52

Wrong again.  Nearer with your first interpretation...just a different body area.  Your hair, re IM's choiffeur
 
Yep. Now you understand why BM reckons I need an extra  suitcase for my footwear when we go away for the weekend. Oooo I don't think I could cope with skating theses days although in my imagination I'm still that silly young thing who used to go to Wembly icerink every Saturday morning.

Vile Jelly

30 October 2004 10:49

That's me, never knowingly right. What's a 'choiffeur'? A cross between a coiffure and a chauffeur? Hair that drives you into town, now that's a real moment of psychadelia!
 
I thort Womble-y was a footie pitch not an ice rink. Mind you, it's just a building site now so it's former usage is probably irrelephant.

Helen Bristol

30 October 2004 15:00

I didn't think it looked right. 
 
Yes there was a large twin-towered building next to the ice rink

Vile Jelly

30 October 2004 15:33

That's what I said about the photo.
 
Former world trade centre or the middle part of LOTR?

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