So, who wants to help... to perpetuate the cellar?

The trumpeter I shared a house with once used to practise with a mute in, inside the hot-airing cupboard.

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This fella is pretty good, so it’s not how he plays that is bothering me but the overlay of sax on whatever I might have chosen to listen to.

Never heard a note out of him before 'lockdown ’ and wonder where he used to play.

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I do love jazz, but feel that a lot of it can be self indulgent.

Come to that, I can’t be doing with a lot of sitar music - the open-ended Raga, fer instance…

Plans self-indulgent rocking in corner when booze has been purchased… :wink:

Carinthia.xx

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Jazz up to the war was music for people to dance to.

Afterwards it started being music for people to talk about.

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Indeed, Dunnock

My dancing shoes are getting quite dusty

Sigh

Carinthia.xx

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The fumes of the buttermilk had dried out of his brain.

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I’ll take your word for it. Got a hovercraft here needs de -eeling

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He rushed madly from the room, leaped madly on his horse and galloped madly off in all directions.

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Calling That Dunnock

Yon Fish appears to be malfunctioning - try a Minnow End

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Normal For Piscines.

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Quoting as standard.

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Please put me out of my misery re the buttermilk fumes, then.
Oh, and do you want my Hoagy Carmichael earworm?

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Stephen Leacock, “Caroline’s Christmas”.

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Thank you, Fishy.

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http://www.readprint.com/chapter-35785/Nonsense-Novels-Stephen-Leacock

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Love it. Thanks, Fishers.
Soo xx

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And, goodnights, all.
Best dreams,
Soo xx

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Gin, Darling

I have had an Snoozette

Carinthia.xx

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I have got the parrot knitted and had a bbq dinner with my recommended exercise where I met B who volunteered to sew and stuff the parrot
I am thrilled with this as it’s quite complex and I could make a mess of it

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BBQ knitted parrot - my favourite!

Congratulations for getting the bugger knat, Twellsy.

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