Thanks to Nick...

[GROWLER]

....I'm NOT having apple crumble for pudding, following your kind donation of some 'cookers' this avvy.
THEY, that's THIS lot, are going to shortly be scoffing stewed apple and milk ffs.
What a bloody waste.

[Nick]

Er, you had some free apples. Can't you do crumble for yerself.............like

We had crumble and ice cream.................like

[GROWLER]

Er, you had some free apples. Can't you do crumble for yerself.............like

Miss GROWLER has saved the day.
She heard me complaining bitterly to Mrs GROWLER, and has as a consequence got her pinny out  to make us a crumble like.

[Nick]

Can't be alot left. They cook down. Tell her cinammon/cloves and raisins

like

[GROWLER]

Bollox. Got no custard. Yet another trip to the late shop that'll get me freshly cleaned black car filthy.

Me, make crumble?!!
If it involves mixing stuff together, I'm stuffed. It's wimmins werk.

[Nick]

wimmin's

actually!

[Misunderstood]

wimmin's

actually!

 

[GROWLER]

wimmin's

actually!

Ey?
Wha'?

[Nick]

Apostrophes, old chap

[Pastis]

Got no custard.

No Birds in the cupboard?  

[Nick]

 

[Darwins Selection]

Got no custard.

No Birds in the cupboard?  

Too full of skelingtons I expect.

[Nick]

Quite likely.

[GROWLER]

Top crumble. Top belly ache now too! Must have caught one of the wasps nests.
Mrs GROWLER reckons they were eaters NOT cookers though.

Wimmen ey? They have to argue the toss about everything, but i'll forgive her this time. Her 'ed's not quite straight at the moment like, so it must be affecting her taste buds.

[Nick]

Mrs GROWLER reckons they were eaters NOT cookers though

They were free FFS. They are a bit tarty to eat and cook quite well, so tell her to shut up