So, we're munching our way through our 2nd course, and on being asked what she thinks of OB going to America, Taloola-May replies "Yes, I don't mind you taking OB, as long as he comes back in one piece". She sits for a moment, moving her paella around the tiny plate, "Of course, you've got to bring back my lucky dollar bill".
Fanny-F looks troubled for a moment. "what if we bring back a different one?"
"Or" adds Gertrude"what if we get to America, and they outlaw all one dollar bills and force us to burn them!"
Taloola-May puts on her 'as if' face and looks over at me. I giggle and shrug my shoulders hopelessly.
"That's ok" she responds, "I'll accept a Twenty..."
31 May 2008
30 May 2008
OB leaves for America tomorrow, along with Fanny-F and Gertrude. We (that is, Fanny-F, Gertrude, SugarPlum, Taloola-May, myself and of course, OB) decided to go for farewell tapas, and had only been sat down long enough to order our drinks.
"SP, Do you like Cinnamon?" calls Fanny-F across the table. I turn to SugarPlum, waiting on her response. She thinks for a moment, "um... yes....?"
"Ok, Have you ever tasted...um...." Fanny-F stumbles, "Cinnamon?" SP replies.
A wave of laughter washes over us, as Fanny-F gesticulates wildly and shouts "no no no!!... that's not what I meant..." our laughter fades to giggles, leaving the sound of Spanish guitar in the background. "What I mean is, have you ever tried Sailor Jerry's rum?"
Lighting fast, from the other side of the table, comes the voice of Taloola-May ..."She cried".
"SP, Do you like Cinnamon?" calls Fanny-F across the table. I turn to SugarPlum, waiting on her response. She thinks for a moment, "um... yes....?"
"Ok, Have you ever tasted...um...." Fanny-F stumbles, "Cinnamon?" SP replies.
A wave of laughter washes over us, as Fanny-F gesticulates wildly and shouts "no no no!!... that's not what I meant..." our laughter fades to giggles, leaving the sound of Spanish guitar in the background. "What I mean is, have you ever tried Sailor Jerry's rum?"
Lighting fast, from the other side of the table, comes the voice of Taloola-May ..."She cried".
29 May 2008
A Lunchtime Thought....
Why is it that no one has yet invented a nacho that can withstand the full weight of a good mouthfull of chilli?
First Post
So... this is my blog.
I've been meaning to do this for quite some time, but an old friend has finally given me the motivation i needed.
I have a fraction of her talent, and highly doubt that anyone will read this, but hey, it's worth a try.
So...
I've been meaning to do this for quite some time, but an old friend has finally given me the motivation i needed.
I have a fraction of her talent, and highly doubt that anyone will read this, but hey, it's worth a try.
So...
This will be full of the beauty of random thought.
No structure... just inspiration and dreamy wonderings....
No structure... just inspiration and dreamy wonderings....
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