More sodding meerkats…
Different country of origin, I think.
Exactly my thoughts, joe.
Roy might turn out to be Coot Man, of course - I like to think of him as balding rapidly. Actually, I would prefer not to think of him at all, but they keep reminding me.
Still a ghastly stereotype, though. Will there be a “coot mon”?
Great minds, Gus!
And “up to it” is absolutely right, Kirsty
I don’t like to think of him at all.
How about we keep the hair, and the rest of him goes? A sort of “Cheshire toupée”
Hmmm, while I do like that idea I am concerned about the kind of ‘hilarious consequences’ an untenanted toupee might ‘inspire’, for want of a better word, in the SWs
“You think we’re all the same?” says Bulgarian character played by London-born second generation Pole*
*Who rather ironically, among the dialects she can do lists generic “East European”
Roy will never lose his hair because my mental image of him is spiky gelled hair. It’s his defining characteristic.
Is Roy in the ‘enough gel to stick two yaks together’ league, or a little more restrained, Marjorie?
Extreme gel. It’s as fixed in my mind as Peggy’s soft perm.
I didn’t hear it this evening
I suspect I may not sleep after reading UpFred…
First read that as “Peggy’s soft porn”. Definitely no sleep for me…
Medicinal Summat, Joe?
I think one of the gin supertankers might be in order.
And whatever you’re having yourself, of course. My treat!
Heartfelt, Tenter-stretching Thanks, Joe
Toby has been, thankfully, scarce of late. I suspect he may be near me this weekend.
Now THIS is a yardarm ! 4 days to try out up to 370 gins, with camping in the field next door. I cannot imagine the carnage.
I can. Armers must try harder.