Our kebab shops don't open for lunchMeeting @potsy ?
Yowza!-now I am freeeeeeeeeeeeee!View attachment 388064
I trust that everyone's prezzies have been wrapped and are festively labelled by now.
(Mine are).
This was a proper posh kebab lunch at a restaurant frequented by Prince Charles no less.Meeting @potsy ?
That's where the spare wheel lives. I've just taken out two rolls of insulation from the back so I may be in with a chance. The prospect of a Temperance Christmas is receding.Disco inferno!
A big worry-what about putting the booze on the front seat/in the footwell?![]()
My cold has gone critical, full man-flu, raging sore throat, head of snot, fever, headache, monster sneezez.... I may not see Christmas....
Not Mundane, but funny and endearing.... we received a present in the post yesterday. It always makes us smile when we get this annual present! It's wrapped up in proper wrapping paper with the address on the gift tag/label. Don't even need to look at the sender details as we automatically know who it if from![]()
Calling shop workers Stasi, that's very generous of you.So much for my " All shopping done" post on Thursday last.
MrsP catches me first thing as I was going our for a cafe breakfast and to collect the pre-ordered artisanal breads.
"As you are going into the village can you call in the Co-Op?"
There was a list.
It was a loooong list.
"You can use my dividend card ... it has £30 on it." says MrsP.
I do Co-Op shopping present MrsP's dividend card to Co-Op Stasi type on the till.
She scans it and says...
"You are NOT MrsSurname".
"No that's my wife's dividend card" says I all meek and smiley .. "she asked me to use it for her."
"BUT YOU CAN'T SIGN HER NAME ON THE DIVIDEND RECEIPT...THAT WOULD BE FORGERY." snaps the Co-Op Stasi lass.
"Well Merry Christmas to you too" chuckles I and pay cash.
Bleddy Co-Op Stasi jobsworths
Grrrrrrrrrrrr
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Excellent, my Icelandic schnapps has gone into the fridge and the keg of Old Original is chilling.
Quite right.Calling shop workers Stasi, that's very generous of you.
Definitely missing the mood of the room.Christmas humour.