So, who wants to help ... to take refuge in the Cellar?


#9908

Aye, them too, little pink barstewards. They’ve probably reverted to blue, though, cookedness be damned.
G xx


#9909

Waptop has done itself 3 Updates, so I am hoping to get through without as much trouble…

Carinthia.xx


#9910

Here izza Gorgeous Newt:

The difficulty wiv the Estonian Slammers is not the champagne but the vodka. Estonian vodka is getting harder to obtain. We may have to have Rationing.


#9911

How about Riesling?


#9912

Awww. Cewt nute. Whatever he’s on (surface, I mean, not recreational pharma) doesn’t look very kind to newtly feet, pore little feller…


#9913

Inna Slammer? No!


#9914

No - instead of Rationing!


#9915

As in any port inna storm, joe?
Soo xx
I lurve that newt. Wanna newt.


#9916

Thank gawds for that. I was worried about you there for a minute. Is this man Fit to Herd Chickens? I asked meself.

All the evidence suggests that you are, of course…

I too wanna newt. Anna Bonnie


#9917

Good nights.
Soo xx


#9918

Pretty newt that one

I am gone to bed

Sweet dreams all


#9919

Picks self up from the floor

Scrambles in an Undignified Manner onto Chaise

Contemplates Other Vodkas

Ponders

Don’t forget yer Gin, Soo

At least that seems safe…

Carinthia.xx


#9920

We still have plenty of the Koskenkorva…

Orf to me nest.


#9921

‘Plenty’ is an interesting and variable measure.
Have we exploted the possibilities of highly trained and incentivised moles and some sort of undersea pip? Failing which, it’s back to the tankers.


#9922

omnes: "Oh, if flipping only"
Exeunt omnes


#9923

Careful what you wish for…

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#9925

Rubbish mousiness abounding at the moment. I am a most unsatisfactory playmate. But we both know they are not real, so what is point?

Gus getting all hot and humiliated and Apologising is the point. And I must now step away from the keyboard. Mice are being boringly two-dimensional and we have stairs (aye, we do. That’s progress for yer)
Oh glory be, we seem to have calmed down slightly. I shall be taking some tea to bed, and possibly a mouse, want it or not.
Now burying catly self in shoe (why??)
Urgle. 'Night!
Nighters, Cellarites, come along Pussen. and mousens.


#9926

That newt is, surely, is stood standing on a road his presence was invoked to prevent.

For a creature in such danger they don’t half turn up a lot when it’s convenient.


#9927

Clear blue skies today. Small tseepy birds made slightly nervous by this alien apparition.

yardarm


#9928

Morning all

Nearly typed Norning there but we can do without Norse fates just now

'Swet here

AGAIN…

Bacon butties and fresh loaves on the table

I will be cuddling the range