The Virtual Pub
Come Inside... => Saloon Bar => Topic started by: apc2010 on July 13, 2013, 01:24:03 PM
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All nice n ready like ........ Thumbs:
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What could possibly go wrong... lol:
His bedroom is all ready like.... Thumbs:
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What time's fire drill? rubschin:
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Poor LL....... noooo:
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They could be doing with Steve standing by with his little hose at the ready .... but he will be at the RAH.... noooo:
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Both very quiet scared2:...........
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Are they warming up their tonsils ? whistle:
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Are they warming up their tonsils ? whistle:
sick2:
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Please tell me LL isn't the only adult supervision available, that isn't fair on her. noooo:
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Please tell me LL isn't the only adult supervision available, that isn't fair on her. noooo:
rubschin: there is the baby too......
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Just found out who the promoter is .............could have got them free tickets......... redface:
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Just found out who the promoter is .............could have got them free tickets......... redface:
lol: lol: lol:
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NickSick
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Don't believe anything Nick posts about it like.... noooo:
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I have pictures eveilgrin:
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redface:
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NickSick
Already..... ::)
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NickSick
Already..... ::)
Lightweight... noooo:
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You two had a good night then.... :thumbsup:
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You two had a good night then.... :thumbsup:
My best mate Swillmore was there...
So it was Swillmore, me (Quaffemore) and Nick, Sipmore.... noooo:
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You two had a good night then.... :thumbsup:
My best mate Swillmore was there...
So it was Swillmore, me (Quaffemore) and Nick, Sipmore.... noooo:
He is still sober then .. noooo:
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I have pictures eveilgrin:
was BM dancing again?
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I have pictures eveilgrin:
was BM dancing again?
Hope so we need a laugh ... it's too quiet... sadsmiley30:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
Shrugs: noooo:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
Shrugs: noooo:
And Nick has to come drinking with the real drinkers tomorrow....... noooo:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
Shrugs: noooo:
been sitting here waiting to hear the tales of the evening. What a disappointment.
Mincers. noooo:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
Shrugs: noooo:
been sitting here waiting to hear the tales of the evening. What a disappointment.
Mincers. noooo:
Me too Misty thought one of them would be sober enough.... no stamina .... noooo: noooo:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
Shrugs: noooo:
been sitting here waiting to hear the tales of the evening. What a disappointment.
Mincers. noooo:
Me too Misty thought one of them would be sober enough.... no stamina .... noooo: noooo:
I knew neither would be sober, thats why I was looking forward to the drunken ramblings of the pair. They let us down terribly boogs. unforgivable. noooo:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
Shrugs: noooo:
been sitting here waiting to hear the tales of the evening. What a disappointment.
Mincers. noooo:
Me too Misty thought one of them would be sober enough.... no stamina .... noooo: noooo:
I knew neither would be sober, thats why I was looking forward to the drunken ramblings of the pair. They let us down terribly boogs. unforgivable. noooo:
Agreed ;) now all we will get is an edited version agreed in advance..... ::)
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
eyes:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
eyes:
Thought you had too... eeek:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
eyes:
Thought you had too... eeek:
A match made in heaven. Thumbs:
Nick will be eating the chocolates on biting the pillow. noooo:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
eyes:
Thought you had too... eeek:
A match made in heaven. Thumbs:
Nick will be eating the chocolates on biting the pillow. noooo:
I could follow that but not ladylike redface:
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They have both gone.......... rubschin:
eyes:
Thought you had too... eeek:
A match made in heaven. Thumbs:
Nick will be eating the chocolates on biting the pillow. noooo:
I could follow that but not ladylike redface:
Not required. Thumbs:
Nick will waddle down to The Fishing Shack sometime tomorrow, I will arrange extra cushions for him. Thumbs:
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noooo:
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Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably :thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both.
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24:
Will find pics later
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Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably :thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both.
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24:
Will find pics later
You enjoyed it then! Thumbs:
I did anyway.... redface:
I have to admit, it was not the best tribute act I had ever seen... noooo:
...and Dusky Springfield (the big, fat munter) was awful.... noooo:
...and the company wasn't up to much.... noooo:
Still, Lidl beer and sossy rolls.... cloud9:
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Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably :thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both.
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24:
Will find pics later
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D greet1:
brilliant piece of the written art there Nick
worthy:
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We had breakfast which Nick managed to spill all down his tee-shirt... ::)
Then he spent an hour reading the 'Yahoo Answers' thread out loud and making himself laugh to the point where his face matched the Pink Putor... ::)
And the dishwasher has blown up! cussing:
He is now off to Ayia Napa 'in the style of David Attenborough"... whacky115
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happy001
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eeek: whistle:
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Could be worse, you could have sent him to Famagusta noooo:
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Could be worse, you could have sent him to Famagusta noooo:
I didn't think of that! Banghead
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He has been quiet........ scared2:
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He has been quiet........ scared2:
He needed petrol.... scared2:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Note to self - don't use orange, italic and bold, almost impossible to read isn't it redface:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Note to self - don't use orange, italic and bold, almost impossible to read isn't it redface:
point:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Note to self - don't use orange, italic and bold, almost impossible to read isn't it redface:
point:
You are cooking your own supper angry041:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Note to self - don't use orange, italic and bold, almost impossible to read isn't it redface:
point:
You are cooking your own supper angry041:
I'm not hungry... whistle:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Note to self - don't use orange, italic and bold, almost impossible to read isn't it redface:
point:
You are cooking your own supper angry041:
I'm not hungry... whistle:
You might be in a few days/weeks Thumbs:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Note to self - don't use orange, italic and bold, almost impossible to read isn't it redface:
point:
You are cooking your own supper angry041:
I'm not hungry... whistle:
You might be in a few days/weeks Thumbs:
are there any sausage rolls left? rubschin:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Note to self - don't use orange, italic and bold, almost impossible to read isn't it redface:
point:
You are cooking your own supper angry041:
I'm not hungry... whistle:
You might be in a few days/weeks Thumbs:
are there any sausage rolls left? rubschin:
Binned for health and safety reasons as BM left them sweating in the car over night and until 2 pm today ..... mind you he's only just taken out the bin bag, sooooooooooooooooooo he knows where they are IF he gets hungry later evil:
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He took the bin out....... rubschin:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Note to self - don't use orange, italic and bold, almost impossible to read isn't it redface:
point:
You are cooking your own supper angry041:
I'm not hungry... whistle:
You might be in a few days/weeks Thumbs:
are there any sausage rolls left? rubschin:
Binned for health and safety reasons as BM left them sweating in the car over night and until 2 pm today ..... mind you he's only just taken out the bin bag, sooooooooooooooooooo he knows where they are IF he gets hungry later evil:
I can beat that.... redface: was given a huge block of blue cheese late one night then went for a drink..........next afternoon went to the car, was still on the dashboard ......the car smelt for a year ,no matter what I used to clean it...
redface: redface:
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He took the bin out....... rubschin:
Do you think that's why he's not hungry now rubschin:
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He took the bin out....... rubschin:
Do you think that's why he's not hungry now rubschin:
lol: lol: lol:
Your lucky mines not trained... noooo:
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He took the bin out....... rubschin:
redface:
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Ayia Napa report follows.
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He took the bin out....... rubschin:
redface:
point:
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Ayia Napa report follows.
Can't wait surrender:
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Ayia Napa report follows.
Are we ready for this.... eeek:
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Ayia Napa report follows.
Popcorn:
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Ayia Napa report follows.
Popcorn:
Popcorn: Popcorn: Popcorn:
CNN are holding their schedules waiting
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Ayia Napa report follows.
Popcorn:
Popcorn: Popcorn: Popcorn:
CNN are holding their schedules waiting
Times Square has come to a halt ..... eeek:
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Some small amendments required me thinks..........................
Well I got here at the appointed hour and gave LL the mahoosive (was big - thank you) box of chocolates I had brought for her, advising her to hide them from BM. This she swiftly did. :thumbsup:
BM gave me some Lidl beer, put his going out shirt on, LL bossed him about a bit (oh you bunch of wimps - I only called him a Tosser for almost forgetting to pack the sausages rolls I had lovingly eeek: cooked for you both that afternoon) and then we went to the concert. Ackchooly, we went to the village pub, which is evidently a hot bed of illicit affairs, local politics and feuds, much like the rest of the village. :thumbsup:
After more beer we got into the amfitheatre thing and BM produced more Lidl beer and enough sausage rolls to feed Somalia. We tucked in miserably (my sausage rolls were happy sausage rolls I'll have you know - its you old male gits that are miserable, sometimes.....):thumbsup:
The cream of Pissouri society was there, many looking like criminals, extras from East Enders or both. |TRUE
We successfully ignored some dodgy DJ and then a fat bird dressed on the front half of a zebra costume appeared, introduced herself as Dusky Springfield ::) and quickly massacred two songs.
At last the Beakles arrived (I had never noticed that Ringo was Japanese) and began to play. LL commented on how short Ringo was (she is obsessed with tallness) but I pointed out that he was sitting down ::)
The wigs were less convincing than BM's, John and Paul didn't look like them and George stood at the back mainly and wore sunglasses. Miss D may have some of the concert on her answering machine whistle:
At some point people started dancing and the arthritic jerkings of the locals in the half light looked exactly like the set of a zombie film. One wumman danced like a chicken, a ginger bloke could only dance with his elbows and a bloke in a pink shirt moved about in an uncoordinated manner. We did not join in noooo:
2 or 3 times the Beakles performed something that approximated a Beatles song as heard through a dodgy transistor on Medium Wave. Then the Mexican Waves started ::) More sausage rolls were enjoyed. BM screamed appreciatively from time to time. LL gave him looks. (What looks.......what do you mean????????????) scared2:
While they played Yellow Submarine as an encore the stadium emptied rapidy, which may have been their plan.
More beer followed (not Lidl and not BM's) and then LL told us it was bedtime sad24: Not true..........went home and THEN went across the road to Swillmore and his lovely wife's home - which Nick said was like being on a Dallas Set????? - and enjoyed some further conversation and libation - then I said ''time for bed''
Will find pics later
Nick knows what the Dallas set looks like point: Gayer:
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evil:
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evil:
point:
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Ayia Napa report follows.
This isn't quite what I thought everyone meant when they said Nick was raving. whistle:
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I'm sure this thread wasn't here when I left. Is it all over then? Bar the shouting I mean.
My beetle farm is still going strong BTW only it's starting to turn back into a worm farm.
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FAT BIRD IN ZEBRA COSTUME
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs11.postimg.org%2Fcjsxmatem7z%2FIMG_20130713_00011.jpg&hash=bc69e5993d19b8bb47d19886a1cbf5c6cde9a598) (http://postimg.org/image/cjsxmatem7z/)
bm'S GAYER SHIRT
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Least it was mens (?) clothes.........
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FAT BIRD IN ZEBRA COSTUME
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs11.postimg.org%2Fcjsxmatem7z%2FIMG_20130713_00011.jpg&hash=bc69e5993d19b8bb47d19886a1cbf5c6cde9a598) (http://postimg.org/image/cjsxmatem7z/)
bm'S GAYER SHIRT
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs21.postimg.org%2Fer6ej6os3%2FIMG_20130713_00012.jpg&hash=1b8dc4c5ec2d456e4e11d04892e7d329db8cfdc5) (http://postimg.org/image/er6ej6os3/)
It is not gay... ::)
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FAT BIRD IN ZEBRA COSTUME
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs11.postimg.org%2Fcjsxmatem7z%2FIMG_20130713_00011.jpg&hash=bc69e5993d19b8bb47d19886a1cbf5c6cde9a598) (http://postimg.org/image/cjsxmatem7z/)
bm'S GAYER SHIRT
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs21.postimg.org%2Fer6ej6os3%2FIMG_20130713_00012.jpg&hash=1b8dc4c5ec2d456e4e11d04892e7d329db8cfdc5) (http://postimg.org/image/er6ej6os3/)
How can we judge from that awful picture .... rubschin:
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FAT BIRD IN ZEBRA COSTUME
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs11.postimg.org%2Fcjsxmatem7z%2FIMG_20130713_00011.jpg&hash=bc69e5993d19b8bb47d19886a1cbf5c6cde9a598) (http://postimg.org/image/cjsxmatem7z/)
bm'S GAYER SHIRT
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs21.postimg.org%2Fer6ej6os3%2FIMG_20130713_00012.jpg&hash=1b8dc4c5ec2d456e4e11d04892e7d329db8cfdc5) (http://postimg.org/image/er6ej6os3/)
How can we judge from that awful picture .... rubschin:
Trust me... it is not gay.... and it doesn't have my dinner all down the front of it either... ::)
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FAT BIRD IN ZEBRA COSTUME
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs11.postimg.org%2Fcjsxmatem7z%2FIMG_20130713_00011.jpg&hash=bc69e5993d19b8bb47d19886a1cbf5c6cde9a598) (http://postimg.org/image/cjsxmatem7z/)
bm'S GAYER SHIRT
(https://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs21.postimg.org%2Fer6ej6os3%2FIMG_20130713_00012.jpg&hash=1b8dc4c5ec2d456e4e11d04892e7d329db8cfdc5) (http://postimg.org/image/er6ej6os3/)
How can we judge from that awful picture .... rubschin:
Trust me... it is not gay.... and it doesn't have my dinner all down the front of it either... ::)
He seems obsessed with gayers do we think perhaps he is in denial... whistle:
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I am quite close to Egypt
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I am quite close to Egypt
drumroll: drumroll: drumroll:
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I am quite close to Egypt
Does that mean you are walking like one .................................... oh oh Bananarama ear worm now noooo:
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I am quite close to Egypt
Does that mean you are walking like one .................................... oh oh Bananarama ear worm now noooo:
The Bangles........ noooo:
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I am quite close to Egypt
Does that mean you are walking like one .................................... oh oh Bananarama ear worm now noooo:
doh:
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I am quite close to Egypt
drumroll: drumroll: drumroll:
drumroll: drumroll: drumroll:
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I am quite close to Egypt
Does that mean you are walking like one .................................... oh oh Bananarama ear worm now noooo:
The Bangles........ noooo:
Same girl group - weren't they surrender:
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I am quite close to Egypt
Does that mean you are walking like one .................................... oh oh Bananarama ear worm now noooo:
The Bangles........ noooo:
Same girl group - weren't they surrender:
Nope. noooo:
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Out on the razz with Foggy (in bikini eyes:) and Apey
I have goat pics cloud9:
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Out on the razz with Foggy (in bikini eyes:) and Apey
I have goat pics cloud9:
eeek: eeek: rubschin:
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Out on the razz with Foggy (in bikini eyes:) and Apey
I have goat pics cloud9:
noooo:
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
Is it Vacant Live...?
Vacant Cyprus (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oRuYU3GdSM#)
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
Is it Vacant Live...?
Vacant Cyprus (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oRuYU3GdSM#)
Not sure ......... rubschin:
( OI mong I was giving you a reason to go out for a few beers,, ::) )
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
Is it Vacant Live...?
Vacant Cyprus (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oRuYU3GdSM#)
Not sure ......... rubschin:
( OI mong I was giving you a reason to go out for a few beers,, ::) )
I don't need a reason... angel1
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
Is it Vacant Live...?
Vacant Cyprus (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oRuYU3GdSM#)
Not sure ......... rubschin:
( OI mong I was giving you a reason to go out for a few beers,, ::) )
I don't need a reason... angel1
I thought I was the reason you went out angry041:
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Have you completed your sticker chart........ rubschin:
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
Is it Vacant Live...?
Vacant Cyprus (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oRuYU3GdSM#)
Not sure ......... rubschin:
( OI mong I was giving you a reason to go out for a few beers,, ::) )
I don't need a reason... angel1
I thought I was the reason you went out angry041:
shutup:
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
Is it Vacant Live...?
Vacant Cyprus (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oRuYU3GdSM#)
Not sure ......... rubschin:
( OI mong I was giving you a reason to go out for a few beers,, ::) )
I don't need a reason... angel1
I thought I was the reason you went out angry041:
shutup:
nonono: don't do it.
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
Is it Vacant Live...?
Vacant Cyprus (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oRuYU3GdSM#)
Not sure ......... rubschin:
( OI mong I was giving you a reason to go out for a few beers,, ::) )
I don't need a reason... angel1
No but you need permission.......... point:
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We were due to go to BM on friday........ eveilgrin: but have to werk now......... evil:
sad24:
You have to go and see the band for me .. Thumbs: they want me to be their agent ........ rubschin: (expenses will not be paid whistle:)
Is it Vacant Live...?
Vacant Cyprus (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oRuYU3GdSM#)
Not sure ......... rubschin:
( OI mong I was giving you a reason to go out for a few beers,, ::) )
I don't need a reason... angel1
I thought I was the reason you went out angry041:
shutup:
nonono: don't do it.
angel1