Oi. Bluddy cheek.
I just used prevailing winds to pop over and octo nabbed an octopus
OK. That doesn’t say Incendiary Frivol. I was just half asleep still.
'Twas a reasonable assumption, TFM.
Happy Birthday, Twellsy!
Soo xx
Oh! I didn’t know, Happy Birthday, Twellsy!
And have I lost the plot (again) or does that mean Happy Birthday, Soo, as well?
If so, Happy Birthday, Soo! (If not, just wander off muttering about me).
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Soo xx
Yes, happy returns to both. Have a good one.
Happy birthday to my twin
And many of them
Wishing both Soo & Twellsy Very Happy Birthdays.
I have lit Candles, but not that many
We don’t want an conflagration…
Carinthia.xx
Happy birthdays from an Frivollin’ Bird.
(Whar sall we gang and rob the day?)
I have been exercising what we laughingly call my mind, wondering what bright spark came up with the name for the food the cat is currently eating (or not eating, depending on her mood).
It is called “As Good As It Looks”.
As far as I am concerned it looks like rather lumpy dingo’s vomit; not “good” as such, in fact not really appetising at all.
Do the people responsible for these things ever eat real food themselves?
But you must be aware, sagacious Fish that you are, that ‘as good as it looks’ is open to interpretation. Nothing sucks like Electrolux, after all.
I bow to your superior knowledge of Dingo vomit, Fishy, but there are indeed some very clumsy titles out there.
The Ad people have, obviously run out of superlatives…
“I Can’t Believe it’s Not Butter” - I can.
“Coffee tastes nicer with Coffee-Mate” - No it doesn’t /Heave.
Carinthia. xx
I have never noticed things going better with coca cola, either.
Oh, way back when I’m sure things did. Until about 1903.
(it’s a real Thing…)
I am still fond of the review that supposedly ran under the headline
Good Time at the Bijou
It wasn’t.
For once, I found out in time…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE TWIN CELLARATI ![]()

