Tea? (Part 1)

[Speicher]

er I got you confused with Comedy Pilot

I would offer you a biskit, Renard went out to get some at lunchtime, but he is not back yet.

 

[Gerry Attrick]

How dare you suggest that my hansome features compare in the slightest with that.....that.....pilot person? I call in here once in a while for succour and comfort, and I am abused, confused and defused. I may have to return to the bosom of my pal Bonj who I am sure will sympathise and soothe my discomfiture.

 

[Speicher]

You are definitely confused - hansom is a two-wheeled one horse carriage, with a fixed hood.

Do be careful which of Bonj's bosoms you return to, we do not want to send out a search party.

More tea before you go?

 

[Gerry Attrick]

Aww.......go on then.

 

[Speicher]

Well, just a quick one, as it were.

I am off to bed soon, could be another busy afternoon tomorrow, watching the Tour. I think Mr Contador suits red and yellow!

 

[Gerry Attrick]

*Wakes with a start and wipes accumulated drool from chin* What time is it? Where am I? Is anybody there? *Unable to locate key to biskit cupboard, shuffles off home closing door on the way out*

 

[HelenD123]

*puff pant - thump*

*table groans under weight of a selection of dunkable products*

I forgot to say I may be some time! They didn't have many biscuits at the shop...after I left!

Do you think we'll get through these before they go past their sell by date?

Did you remember my milk?

Morning!

 

[Landslide]

Did somebody say milk?

DIAL-A-COW to the resc-moo!

 

[Speicher]

Or you could have asked Gerry Attrick

 

[Landslide]

Looks more like he's bred for beef I reckon...

 

[Speicher]

Someone took your photo while you were on your bike, so I have seen your knees. Is that your shopping bag hanging off the handlebars - does not look like there is much in it. You went all that way just for a carton of milk.

 

[HelenD123]

Dont tell me that journey was for nothing?

*puts carton of milk in fridge for Helen*

How kind! I've been dying for a cuppa.

 

[Arch]

Afternoon all!

Any tea on the go? Any biscuits...

OW!

For the love of god, who left that huge pile of biscuits in the middle of the floor. I've stubbed my toe!

We're going to need a big old tin to store that lot in!

I'll put the kettle on....

 

[Arch]

Um... I just answered the door. Did someone order a cow?

 

[jiggerypokery]

This is my first foray in to the tea thread but I feel the need to be somewhere comforting as I feel lonely and lost in my new job waaaaay down south from Birmingham in Tunbridge Wells.

So.... Earl Grey any one and would you care to share my packet of organic lemon melts?

And I'd like to introduce JP the younger who at 18 months has become the proud perveyor of the catchphrase of the day in our house now that he can speak a little, "bikit, bikit pease, bikit pease!"