Who are you planning to bore, and with what calibre auger?
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Were I to deliberately employ boring/trepanning, I’d choose those worthy of such treatment, Fishers. And, may choose my victims, given any provocation tomorrow. I am thoroughly tired of having such a totally inadequate, Botox and private ‘minor surgeries’ bunch of absolute ****s as my local surgery.
Pick the calibre of auger best suited. Otherwise, I’ll use my sting.
It’s Escape To The Country, now.
Soo xx
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Thinking of boring:
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I am hiding
I have been trepanned
It was not fun so I am hiding from all talk about boring
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I have an headache, so I’ll pass on the trepanning, thank-you
Am suitably clad to put the Black Bin out
Carinthia.xx
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Oh b’gr, it is indeed That Night. Thanks for the reminder…
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I’ve stopped, Twellsy.
Soo xx
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Tomorrow, we’ll be accompanying a friend to a Lebanese restaurant. She hasn’t sampled any food of that ilk but, given that she has no sense of taste or smell, we need colour and texture to tempt her.
I’m off to bed. Best dreams, Cellarites,
Soo xx
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Well, enjoy it anyway, but for the company and ambience mostly, it sounds.
I do like a good middle eastern. When I worked in Israel regularly I much preferred to eat in the Arab villages. My preference being an order of “various grilled meats, & plenty of it”. I would, for show mostly, have a salad to the side. It was rarely touched.
I ate in a restaurant in Jaffa which had been involved in food purveyance in various guises.for 2,000 years. (Or, “since before Christ” as they put it). #2 son was there recently and determined to follow my footsteps but found it to be closed. (& not ‘for the day’. Shut, finito). Which given their, admittedly unverified, boast 15 years ago, was a bit of a stunner.
I believe they blame Brexit.
Jaffo/Yafo is really nice, btw.
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Did you see this thread a few days ago?
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Why am I awake?
Oh yeah, packing and driving.
Better be worth it. Mutter mutter grumble.
yardarm
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That is exceedingly sad, Armers.
What is also unfortunate, albeit on a lesser scale, is the longing for a proper kebab that has been kindled in the Gusly breast*. It’s only 09:30, dammit.
*or thereabouts; slightly lower, in fact
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Mmmmmm. Falafels!
Soo xx
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That really doesn’t help.
At all.
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It wasn’t intended to, I’m afraid. Norty bee!
Soo xx
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Oooo
Can I pick the Gusly brain about good Arab/Middle Eastern food?
I am trying to teach myself about this
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hmph. Wotchit or I’ll pee in yer gin bottle.
I must arise and bake now. None forra Bee, though.
Gxxx
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Two words, Twellers.
Claudia. Roden.
But am happy to try to help . My expertise lies mainly in eating the stuff, mind.
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Thank You Gus
I will try to persuade an ailing Bull when it arises from its sick bed to wallk its hooves over a keyboard and procure a book for me
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