Holds out empty glass
I sewed a finger into a saem today
It’s nearly stopped bleeding
Bluddy rat poison
You must concentrate, Twellsy
My own fault I know
Still I now know not to try and guide fabric with my left paw which is my clumsy hand
I did manage to put a zipper in so am pleased with myself
I sent you a magnetic seam guide last year Twellsy
Patience, & both hands, carefully
Bread and butter.
Right, lads, time to get turbopumps four and twelve back in good fettle, we’re going to need them all…
Gluck, Twellers. Aye, even unto the Christoph Willibald.
And Gluck joe, also.
May Wednesday be a propitious day for the Cellar’ denizens.
Everything here crossed forra Joe finding out WTF is going on
Iam sort of a wee biteen scared here
I have a rather nasty hole in two of my front teefs and they are sharp so my tongue is cut where I keep feeling them
You can’t help exploring such sharp edges can you?
School rice pudding?
(Actually at the school I went to it was the green jelly that was notoriously solid. You could hold the plate upside down for several seconds and see no movement. We assumed it was made wiv washing-up liquid.)
The oldest saying in the English language translates into modern as “tongue seeks sore tooth”.
Pore Twellies. I do hope it is less dire than you fear.
Positive vibes for our Twellsy. Also for our joe and this afternoon’s meeting. Not that I am desperately wanting to neb into his business, at all. Ahem.
Nothing much izz planned, for today. We should prolly go shopping - I have written a menu plan to encourage/force us into action. We are lolling about like lolling-about-things. Forgot that today izz Wednesday, so didn’t go to the kirk. Ah, well.
We have to book rooms for the Worldcon in Dublin in August (booking for the convention-rate hotel rooms opens at 2pm today) and are looking at the hotels in walking distance of the convention centre and going “yurgh” about the newness of them. Oh well.
You were at an important funeral yesterday
Perhaps a bit of lolling, with a Gin, is permitted today
Tenters are Hitched for Joe & Twellsy
Try to leave the teeth alone, Twellsy. If the Warfarin isn’t right, you could end up in Orsepiddle too. There are times when behaving oneself pays orff…
Where’s it being held? And when? Might be able to suggest a few more traditional places. Can certainly ask around
Second weekend in August, at The convention centre (ccd.ie).
OK - I’ll have a look
Do look Joe
There are many charming hotels in Dublin
3 teeth filled today and more decay found so that is sent away for
I was in the chair for a whole hour and went through three sterile packs of tools
Apparently my teefs are crumbling faster than she can fix them
But Dublin in August?
A trip could be taken to see a fish and dunnock and Joe if he is freed from horsey piddle
Only if the fish/dunnock pair would like the idea of a visit
I’ve heard that Dublin has the odd decent pub…
Twellsy: Titanium Teef of Doom?
I would hope to God* that Joe is freed from Orsepiddle by August
*Other Deities are available