A lady who was very dear to me was called Doris
And she was called “a real lady” by all who were lucky enough to know her
So Doris is much too refined to have at the grey visitor with a stick
Now to proper things
Bacon butties folk?
Fresh loaf Madame Chatelaine?
I reckon herons are called things like Baz and Wayne, and occasionally Waynetta.
Indeed.
It is written.
Above.
By me.
Behold the Wisdom of the Gus.
I thought it probably wasn’t original to me but but it was a bit early in the morning to check.
In Bristole, every woman has a friend called Reen. You can hear 'em in gangs on the buses or in the pubs, having a right old Reen-up:
“Our Reen says…”
“I dunno, but it happened to Reen.”
“Reen got a blue one and she loves it.”
Short, I assumed, for Maureen, Irene, Doreen, Noreen, Fluorine and Stergene.
I will offer Aoibhinn to your list of reens Fishy
Deviation! Stergene’s a gene, after all.
Soo xx
Gawds,I can smell Stergene now !
Carinthia.xx
“A… Ao… I give up, can I call you Eiveen instead?”
Caviar to the Particular?
Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Boron, Carbon, Nitrogen…
Dreadnought, Bellerophon, Superb, Temeraire…
You underestimate the Bristolian, Soo.
… Buckminsterfullerene…
Chosen as “Molecule Of The Month” for October 1996 by the chemistry department at—where else?—Bristol University.
That’s hilarious, Hedgers.
Er, joe. Sozz.
Soo xx
deep joy
PSNYPH!1
The nerve! Flagrantly hedging her betters…2
1Snell Snyff with added pretension
2Not remotely!
Sniggle.
Soo xx
… aaaaaaaand, flop.
AND I washed the towels, on a special “towel wash” which takes 2hrs 50m. We’ll see.
AND made French onion soup. Though I’m far from convinced the onions were actually French.
I guess the butties are done. I don’t mind. I’ll just have a sit, he… zzzzzzzzzz.
Good grief, Armers
French Onion Soup
Hmm
I have the onions
Carinthia.xx