Night Train
Maker of Things
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- Greater Manchester
Just in case, perhaps we should test it on Potsy first.If you need someone to make sure just send some over hereafter all you can never be too careful
Tea? (Part 2)
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potsy
Rambler
- Location
- My Armchair
Mmm cake
I have been rudely awakened by thedustmen somebody hammering, bloody DIY'ers 
Might as well have a
and some food before trying for a few more hours kip.
I have been rudely awakened by the
Might as well have a
and some food before trying for a few more hours kip.
phil_hg_uk
I am not a member, I am a free man !!!!!!
Just in case, perhaps we should test it on Potsy first.
Not really a valid test, he can consume all food items without ill effects
............... I have seen it for myself
Night Train
Maker of Things
- Location
- Greater Manchester
coffeejo
Ælfrēd
- Location
- West Somerset
Mmmm, cake. I've been boringly good this week. Even made wholewheat bread. And had poached eggs for lunch. Mind you, I have lost the 4lbs I put on last week, so it's no bad thing. Alas. 
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I've been boringly good this week. Even made wholewheat bread. And had poached eggs for lunch. Mind you, I have lost the 4lbs I put on last week, so it's no bad thing. Alas. ?
Night Train
Maker of Things
- Location
- Greater Manchester
Hi Jo,
Yes please to
Would you like some cake?
Yes please to
Would you like some cake?
coffeejo
Ælfrēd
- Location
- West Somerset
Ohhh, yes please. Just don't tell the scales. 
Just don't tell the scales. 
ColinJ
Puzzle game procrastinator!
- Location
- Todmorden - Yorks/Lancs border
I am forced to make a reappearance here to report a truly bizarre dream that I had last night, featuring two of you Tea veterans! 
Arch and Night Train had booked a holiday cottage about 3 miles from a small village in the Yorkshire Dales. They had a dog which was the spitting image of Bill Sikes' dog Bullseye in the 1948 B/W film of Oliver Twist, only their dog was called 'Steady'!
For some strange reason, my ex was not my ex but still my g/f and we had somehow booked ourselves into the same cottage at the same time!
So, there we were in the cottage - 2 couples and 1 dog. My g/f and I volunteered to walk to the village to buy any shopping that we needed and Arch was going to cook us all a nice meal when we got back. I asked everyone to write a list of what they wanted. I gathered up the 3 pieces of paper and copied the individual sub-lists onto my list which now consisted of:
Eventually, Steady ran over to the corner of the room, stuck his face into Arch's bag and pulled out an empty (!) poop bag which he tossed into the air and caught with his teeth a few times, and then came over and dropped it at my feet. I put it in my pocket, put Steady on his lead and headed out of the door.
"Don't forget the Rich Tea biscuits!"
"We won't!"
G/f, Steady and I set off down the footpath towards the village. I was just thinking to myself that Arch must be a fantastic cook if she could rustle up a delicious meal from 4 packets of Rich Tea biscuits when Steady squatted down and produced a steaming pile in the middle of the path. It was none too solid ...
I really didn't like the look of Steady's handiwork and was toying with the idea of leaving it, on the grounds that it looked pretty horrid and anyway, we were in the middle of nowhere ... My g/f gave me a stern look and said "Don't even consider leaving that there just because it looks horrid and we are in the middle of nowhere!"
Okay, I was 'In loco parentis' so I got the poop bag out of my pocket and slipped it over my hand. I picked up the deposit and immediately realised that it not only felt warm, but wet. That shouldn't be happening ...
I looked down at my hand and realised that the poop bag had been punctured multiple times by Steady's teeth and its contents had leaked onto my hand!
My g/f suggested wiping my hand on some grass and continuing to the village but I would have none of it. I insisted on going back to the cottage to wash my hands. When we got there, Arch and Night Train were waiting for us and cracked up as I walked in the door.
"Ha ha ha - Steady has caught you out with his old punctured poop bag trick!"
I honestly didn't think it was funny ... I washed my hands, took another poop bag out of Arch's bag and headed back out to awaiting g/f and dog. We turned and headed back off down the path. Soon, the rhythm of the walk distracted me from what had gone before.
I was just thinking to myself that Arch must be a fantastic cook if she could rustle up a delicious meal from 4 packets of Rich Tea biscuits when Steady squatted down and produced a steaming pile in the middle of the path. It was none too solid ...
I must have gone through this Groundhog Day-like loop 5 or 6 times before it finally dawned on my unconscious mind that this was clearly nothing more than a very weird dream and then I woke up!
So what I want to know is this ... What the heck does it mean!
Arch and Night Train had booked a holiday cottage about 3 miles from a small village in the Yorkshire Dales. They had a dog which was the spitting image of Bill Sikes' dog Bullseye in the 1948 B/W film of Oliver Twist, only their dog was called 'Steady'!
For some strange reason, my ex was not my ex but still my g/f and we had somehow booked ourselves into the same cottage at the same time!
So, there we were in the cottage - 2 couples and 1 dog. My g/f and I volunteered to walk to the village to buy any shopping that we needed and Arch was going to cook us all a nice meal when we got back. I asked everyone to write a list of what they wanted. I gathered up the 3 pieces of paper and copied the individual sub-lists onto my list which now consisted of:
- Rich Tea biscuits
- Rich Tea biscuits
- Rich Tea biscuits
- Rich Tea biscuits
Eventually, Steady ran over to the corner of the room, stuck his face into Arch's bag and pulled out an empty (!) poop bag which he tossed into the air and caught with his teeth a few times, and then came over and dropped it at my feet. I put it in my pocket, put Steady on his lead and headed out of the door.
"Don't forget the Rich Tea biscuits!"
"We won't!"
G/f, Steady and I set off down the footpath towards the village. I was just thinking to myself that Arch must be a fantastic cook if she could rustle up a delicious meal from 4 packets of Rich Tea biscuits when Steady squatted down and produced a steaming pile in the middle of the path. It was none too solid ...
I really didn't like the look of Steady's handiwork and was toying with the idea of leaving it, on the grounds that it looked pretty horrid and anyway, we were in the middle of nowhere ... My g/f gave me a stern look and said "Don't even consider leaving that there just because it looks horrid and we are in the middle of nowhere!"
Okay, I was 'In loco parentis' so I got the poop bag out of my pocket and slipped it over my hand. I picked up the deposit and immediately realised that it not only felt warm, but wet. That shouldn't be happening ...
I looked down at my hand and realised that the poop bag had been punctured multiple times by Steady's teeth and its contents had leaked onto my hand!
My g/f suggested wiping my hand on some grass and continuing to the village but I would have none of it. I insisted on going back to the cottage to wash my hands. When we got there, Arch and Night Train were waiting for us and cracked up as I walked in the door.
"Ha ha ha - Steady has caught you out with his old punctured poop bag trick!"
I honestly didn't think it was funny ... I washed my hands, took another poop bag out of Arch's bag and headed back out to awaiting g/f and dog. We turned and headed back off down the path. Soon, the rhythm of the walk distracted me from what had gone before.
I was just thinking to myself that Arch must be a fantastic cook if she could rustle up a delicious meal from 4 packets of Rich Tea biscuits when Steady squatted down and produced a steaming pile in the middle of the path. It was none too solid ...
I must have gone through this Groundhog Day-like loop 5 or 6 times before it finally dawned on my unconscious mind that this was clearly nothing more than a very weird dream and then I woke up!
So what I want to know is this ... What the heck does it mean!
coffeejo
Ælfrēd
- Location
- West Somerset
I don't know what it means for you, but for me it means much laughter and spilt tea 
Night Train
Maker of Things
- Location
- Greater Manchester
Ohhh, yes please.
It means Arch can make a great meal out of almost anything and is quite happy to do so day after day after day after day....I am forced to make a reappearance here to report a truly bizarre dream that I had last night, featuring two of you Tea veterans!
........
So what I want to know is this ... What the heck does it mean!
Not sure about the rest of it though.
coffeejo
Ælfrēd
- Location
- West Somerset
*drools in a delightfully attractive manner*
Arch
Married to Night Train
- Location
- Salford, UK
Afternoon all!
Blimey Colin, that's some dream.
Here's the wierd thing. In the light of NT's new found zeal for baking, I've been thinking of introducing him to a family favourite, a type of refrigerator tray bake with raisins and cinnamon and stuff, the primary ingredient of which is...
Crushed Rich Tea biscuits!
?
Blimey Colin, that's some dream.
Here's the wierd thing. In the light of NT's new found zeal for baking, I've been thinking of introducing him to a family favourite, a type of refrigerator tray bake with raisins and cinnamon and stuff, the primary ingredient of which is...
Crushed Rich Tea biscuits!
?
potsy
Rambler
- Location
- My Armchair
Colin, I think your dream was hilarious, but you either need to -
Stop drinking, or drink even more
Power nap over, had my full 8 hours now in two sittings
Stop drinking, or drink even more
Power nap over, had my full 8 hours now in two sittings
ColinJ
Puzzle game procrastinator!
- Location
- Todmorden - Yorks/Lancs border
Spooky!Afternoon all!
Blimey Colin, that's some dream.
Here's the wierd thing. In the light of NT's new found zeal for baking, I've been thinking of introducing him to a family favourite, a type of refrigerator tray bake with raisins and cinnamon and stuff, the primary ingredient of which is...
Crushed Rich Tea biscuits!
Now let me see ...Colin, I think your dream was hilarious, but you either need to -
Stop drinking, or drink even more
Given that I have already reduced the intake a bit, it would be a shame to increase it again just to knock myself out! I'll just have to cycle more so I'm tired enough to sleep without it ...
- Location
- The TerrorVortex
Evenings!
On a train to That London to meet up with Trinka
I'm taking the Purple Fixie with its new purple tyres.
On a train to That London to meet up with Trinka
I'm taking the Purple Fixie with its new purple tyres.
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