Tea? (Part 2)

[Speicher]

I spose yous swould slike shom off mi Schristhmush cakey now?

 

[Night Train]

Doc-Dalek physically impossible.
Arch- Too lazy to go to the front door.
Ian- Hands full with 'Thierry'
NT- Probably allergic to mince.
26x25- Man(say no more)
Me-See Archs' excuse.
Speicher- Nothing to do but play with the cats all day, it'll keep you busy

How come I don't get the same excuse as 26x25?
I'm not allergic to the mince, just to getting my fingers sticky. I would have to wash my habds between each mince pie assembly and it would take ages to make them

My headache was a mild migraine and it got gradually worse during the day but was manageable with meds due to lack of choice. Then teacher training happened and one of the other chaps did a mini teach on football training and had us all on a pitch chasing balls about on the astroturf. I though my head was going to explode.

Feeling a lot better now. Just as well as I have to write a 1000 word essay tonight.

 

[Arch]

How come I don't get the same excuse as 26x25?
I'm not allergic to the mince, just to getting my fingers sticky. I would have to wash my habds between each mince pie assembly and it would take ages to make them

My headache was a mild migraine and it got gradually worse during the day but was manageable with meds due to lack of choice. Then teacher training happened and one of the other chaps did a mini teach on football training and had us all on a pitch chasing balls about on the astroturf. I though my head was going to explode.

Feeling a lot better now. Just as well as I have to write a 1000 word essay tonight.

Oh, I bet you could get round that. Putting the pastry in the tins wouldn't be all that sticky, and you can portion the mincemeat in with two spoons.

Or wear rubber gloves...

Glad the head is better, running around a pitch with a migraine sounds like hell!

Wow, my complexion is glowing this morning, thanks to a commute into a headwind, with added hail! And a slightly flat front tyre, plus bottle dynamo, didn't help my speed....

 

[potsy]

Wow, my complexion is glowing this morning, thanks to a commute into a headwind, with added hail! And a slightly flat front tyre, plus bottle dynamo, didn't help my speed....

Bet you went the short way today Arch

about 1/2 mile isn't it?

Still driving to work and today coming home was involved in a minor shunt up the rear so to speak. Came to a stop at a RAB to give way to a car from the right, young lad behind me obviously wasn't expecting it and bumped into the back of me. Low speed and just a bust reverse light on my car, though his has a slight dent in the bonnet.
We assessed the damage and he agreed to pay for the new light fixture so all is well again.

Tea?

 

[Arch]

Bet you went the short way today Arch

about 1/2 mile isn't it?

Not on a Thursday. Just under 3 miles....

And my shortest commute is about one and a half miles, actually. In the recent weather, I've just decided it's nicer to walk it. Actually, it's almost relaxing to come out of work and not have to faff with lights, and then concentrate on the road.

Ah. tea!

 

[potsy]

Hot choccy (1st of the week) then bed.
We always get a little food parcel from work at Xmas and tomorrow is the day

normally 2 bottles of wine, box of biscuits, mince pies etc. Wonder if I'll actually get it home before sampling it?

 

[Speicher]

Potsy just for you - a Pince Mie recipe

Choose a large cutter prefby with an edgey wave for the case and a smeller one for the top.

Crease a fake carey tin and pace a plastry round a hole in each, gressing pently into place. Adda teasp of minced peat, seeing bareful to not overfill. Dampen the hedge of the wastry with porter and plonk the paller smastry round the toply, easing the sedges gogtether tently.

Smake a mall hole in the top to allow esteam to scape, and blush with an eaten eggg. Back for 20 mine newts until colden. Rust with dicing sugger. Serve with cripped wheam.

 

[potsy]

I tell you what, that Beechams is making me feel so drunk I understood most of that

Night all

 

[Speicher]

Good night Pots.

 

[TheDoctor]

Evenings!!
I am ashamed to report that I wussed out on the WNRttP last night, as I was just too lurgied.
I have made up for it tonight, after a good old munch in a local Mexican, and a face-full of Fudged Waffles.
Where is Fnaar when we need him??

 

[ianrauk]

What is it with all you ill people. Are you not fit cyclists braving the elements most days, shrugging off any lurgy that the good Lord decides to throw at you?

Get well everyone..!!

 

[TheDoctor]

'Snot funny, Mr Rauk. The inside of my nose has practically turned into some kind of mucus-and-hair-based composite structure.
Like carbon fibre, only a worrying greenish colour.

On another note, I'd like to nominate this for producing possibly the most bizarre news report of 2010.


A German student "mooned" a group of Hell's Angels and hurled a puppy at them before escaping on a stolen bulldozer, police have said.

 

[Speicher]

I have just been watching the "highlights" of The Apprentice, with Sir Sugar, including some footage of Herr Baggs the Brand (?). It was refreshing to notice how few businisms Mr Sugar used, apart from "dead in the water" and "blown out of the water" expressions wot have been around for donkey's years, or should that be yonks?

 

[Speicher]

Doc are you going to try my Mince Pie recipe?

 

[TheDoctor]

I am an extremely timid electronic engineer, so I'm frightened of currents.