< Whooooooosssshhhhhhhh!- kerTHUMPity - Oooof! >
Wotcher. wor Chatelaine
< grateful slurpity >
Whooooooosh
Delicate landing with a basket of fresh bread still hot from the oven forra chatelaine
Kicking boots also on to get closer to the pot by kicking Gusly shins…
There’s enuff fer everyone, Twellsy
You Will NOT Kick Gus
Carinthia.xx
I would only kick if it looked like soup were running out
Grateful acceptance of bowl of soup and delicate spoonings into mouth…
…me the once, Twellsy, rest assured of that.
I am going to suggest that there is no place for the Kicking Boots in The Cellar & that they remain outside
With that Bluddy Trapeze…
I may live alone, but I can assure you that I could still prolly feed the 5,000 if necessary*
- I can hear my Late MiL saying ‘she always kept a good table’
Carinthia.xx
I specialise in defying the odds.
Am in That Germany.
Butcher and greengrocer, I’ll grant you, but the hardware shop could be involved with the 0.000000001%…
5000 Cellarites might be a challenge, though
The whole board has fewer than a tenth of that. In fact, this morning it had 100.
So far… 
Small but select. Or perhaps perfectly formed.
Speak for yourself…
What, moi? You’re so kind.
Plus the sisters and cousins and aunts of This Bird, who has driven a long way & then helped with setup of the show & is now going flump in preparation for four days of madness starting tomorrow.
Flump restfully, dere Sparrer.
Good point. There’s only so many members, but what about guests and assorted hangers-on?
No, that doesn’t mean that sodding trapeze!
“Elevation” doesn’t seem right, somehow.
And (?)nüvi are usually so reliable…
Kicking boots now in the wardrobe
I like the trapeze - it keeps me fit along with the gin lake
