The time has come...

Discussion in 'CycleChat Cafe' started by andyoxon, 29 Oct 2007.

  1. andyoxon

    andyoxon Veteran

    So I’m just going out, and I may be some time...

  2. OP

    andyoxon Veteran the interests of marital harmony, in case anyone was wondering.

  3. Fnaar

    Fnaar Smutmaster General

    Don't be too long...there's probably some washing up or ironing that needs doing when you get back....xx(
  4. OP

    andyoxon Veteran

    You may well laugh... xx( but, I suddenly feel more acquainted with the riot act... Well to be fair it's not just cycling forums, but camera forum, online photo albums, etc... (took 900 pics in Cornwall this August). Yesterday afternoon was apparently...

  5. Elmer Fudd

    Elmer Fudd Miserable Old Bar Steward

    Methinks andyoxon had tongue pie 'n grief for tea tonight (with a nice crisp chablis !!).
  6. Fab Foodie

    Fab Foodie hanging-on in quiet desperation ...

    No "return" yet...may have to organise a search party..The Boundary House, The Spread Eagle, the wino's park bench by the river....actually I might not make it past The Spread Eagle...xx(
  7. Slowgrind

    Slowgrind New Member

    Andyoxon are you back in the big bed yet?
  8. Elmer Fudd

    Elmer Fudd Miserable Old Bar Steward

    <andyoxon rolls over on settee, muttering to himself as he re-arranges cushions and pulls floor mat (improvised duvet)over his shoulders>.

    Does that sound like experience or what ???? xx(
  9. bonj2

    bonj2 Guest

    What's happened, has he had to go and ask for permission to buy a new inner tube?? xx( :sad: :tongue:
  10. Elmer Fudd

    Elmer Fudd Miserable Old Bar Steward

    The sun was shining on the sea,
    Shining with all his might:
    He did his very best to make
    The billows smooth and bright--
    And this was odd, because it was
    The middle of the night.

    The moon was shining sulkily,
    Because she thought the sun
    Had got no business to be there
    After the day was done--
    "It's very rude of him," she said,
    "To come and spoil the fun!"

    The sea was wet as wet could be,
    The sands were dry as dry.
    You could not see a cloud, because
    No cloud was in the sky:
    No birds were flying overhead--
    There were no birds to fly.

    The Walrus and the Carpenter
    Were walking close at hand;
    They wept like anything to see
    Such quantities of sand:
    "If this were only cleared away,"
    They said, "it would be grand!"

    "If seven maids with seven mops
    Swept it for half a year.
    Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
    "That they could get it clear?"
    "I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
    And shed a bitter tear.

    "O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
    The Walrus did beseech.
    "A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
    Along the briny beach:
    We cannot do with more than four,
    To give a hand to each."

    The eldest Oyster looked at him,
    But never a word he said:
    The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
    And shook his heavy head--
    Meaning to say he did not choose
    To leave the oyster-bed.

    But four young Oysters hurried up,
    All eager for the treat:
    Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
    Their shoes were clean and neat--
    And this was odd, because, you know,
    They hadn't any feet.

    Four other Oysters followed them,
    And yet another four;
    And thick and fast they came at last,
    And more, and more, and more--
    All hopping through the frothy waves,
    And scrambling to the shore.

    The Walrus and the Carpenter
    Walked on a mile or so,
    And then they rested on a rock
    Conveniently low:
    And all the little Oysters stood
    And waited in a row.

    "The time has come," the Walrus said,
    "To talk of many things :
    Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
    Of cabbages--and kings--
    And why the sea is boiling hot--
    And whether pigs have wings."

    "But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
    "Before we have our chat;
    For some of us are out of breath,
    And all of us are fat!"
    "No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
    They thanked him much for that.

    "A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
    "Is what we chiefly need:
    Pepper and vinegar besides
    Are very good indeed--
    Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
    We can begin to feed."

    "But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
    Turning a little blue.
    "After such kindness, that would be
    A dismal thing to do!"
    "The night is fine," the Walrus said.
    "Do you admire the view?

    "It was so kind of you to come!
    And you are very nice!"
    The Carpenter said nothing but
    "Cut us another slice:
    I wish you were not quite so deaf--
    I've had to ask you twice!"

    "It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
    "To play them such a trick,
    After we've brought them out so far,
    And made them trot so quick!"
    The Carpenter said nothing but
    "The butter's spread too thick!"

    "I weep for you," the Walrus said:
    "I deeply sympathize."
    With sobs and tears he sorted out
    Those of the largest size,
    Holding his pocket-handkerchief
    Before his streaming eyes.

    "O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
    "You've had a pleasant run!
    Shall we be trotting home again?'
    But answer came there none--
    And this was scarcely odd, because
    They'd eaten every one.

    Lewis Carroll 1832-1898
  11. Fab Foodie

    Fab Foodie hanging-on in quiet desperation ...

    Morning Andy
    I hope the dog-house wasn't too cold last night. I'm getting quite used to being in mine xx(. The bits in between visits to the dog-house are fab though!
    Hope all is well this sunny morning.:tongue:
  12. ChrisKH

    ChrisKH Veteran

    He probably had to sleep in the car, wrapped in a pair of old curtains. If he has a car (there's a signature sign off in there somewhere).

    Unfortunately, I've been there.
  13. OP

    andyoxon Veteran

    Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated...thanks for all the concern though :biggrin: xx(

    FF, no pub - just the overhaul of another door... :blush:
  14. Speicher

    Speicher Vice Admiral Moderator

    Thanks for letting us know you are "back". Surprisingly (or perhaps not) even though I have never met you nor likely to, the fact that you needed to walk out or off (just for a short while) was unsettling to say the least.

    I cannot be the only one on here who has felt a similar urge to just up and leave, without bothering to say why. :biggrin: You have my sympathies. Are you trying to work as well as do all these diy tasks?

    I often feel as if there are 1,000 things that need doing, only 6 of which are things I really want to do. The others are things that other people want you to do, think you ought to be doing, in preference to things you would like to do occasionnally, like have some time to yourself.:blush:
  15. Fab Foodie

    Fab Foodie hanging-on in quiet desperation ...

    Hear Hear.
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