itsmeagain Posted August 6, 2016 Share Posted August 6, 2016 (edited) '"Belly.".it's my coy nickname for her. "Belly"I said..."I don't think you know how much I love you.'" Trixie became impatient. 'Cyril will you please cut...... Edited August 6, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 7, 2016 Author Share Posted August 7, 2016 the revealing confidences! And quite frankly, that's probably where you made your big mistake ...calling her Belly. Don't you know she's highly touchy about the subject. Secretes herself away in the office, door locked, huffing and puffing away doing sit-ups and crunches and what looked suspiciously like planking. I didn't have the heart to tell her that's gone out of fashion now.' 'If the doors locked, how do you know that's what she's doing?' asked Cyril in alarm, imagining her entertaining another man. 'We spied through the window. Annabelle in lycra!' Eeeeeehhhhh!' Trixie shuddered. 'So ....you don't think there's another man in her life then?' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 7, 2016 Share Posted August 7, 2016 ' My colleague Bertie has a thing about her. Likes stern boss types, Annabelle pooh poohed that idea. After all..she knows what a real man is like.' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 7, 2016 Author Share Posted August 7, 2016 said Trixie, fluttering her eyelashes flirtatiously. 'You mean to say,' asked Cyril, ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 7, 2016 Share Posted August 7, 2016 'she knows I am a real man..and I definitely like a real woman. Wine?' and at that they both..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 8, 2016 Author Share Posted August 8, 2016 wondered if this was the start of a beautiful relationship. Meanwhile, Bertie was pacing up and down the road, still waiting for the AA to turn up or the tyre to be returned. He was not a happy chappie. In fact, this was far from being the case. He could be seen muttering away angrily and gesticulating wildly from time to time. If any carpet had been available, he would have been chewing on it. That not being the case, he had to make do with ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 8, 2016 Share Posted August 8, 2016 (edited) the end of a stubby grubby little brown pencil. He was not concentrating so he didn't notice Wilf Cantdoit from 'arrys autos arrive. 'Wotcha Guvnor moi noim's Wilf..contrary to the surnoim oi really can do it if yer get me..where's the loidy ? Moi gaffer said a toisty gal rang in distress abaht the auto and 'ere I am to ' elp.' Edited August 8, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 9, 2016 Author Share Posted August 9, 2016 (edited) 'Well may you ask!! Took off with the flattie and some smooth talking poser and hasn't been seen or heard of since!' 'Well moite,' chuckled Wilf, giving Bertie a hearty clap on the back, 'this 'ere vee-hickle aint goin' nowhere wiv only two wheels now is it? Can'tcha giv 'er a tinkle on the ol' trombone?' 'What???Trombone??? Whatever gives you the impression I'd be carrying a spare trombone on my person? An emergency horn in case of an unexpected malfunction? A little bit of light brass band music to fill in those dull moments on the road, perhaps??' Bertie's patience was at the end of it's tether, the rope was looking decidedly frayed and his sarcasm was escalating. Edited August 9, 2016 by poppy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 9, 2016 Share Posted August 9, 2016 (edited) 'No? Ow's abaht a dog n bone ven? You lookin' loike a resourceful toipe o' geezer oi fawt yeah..get er via dog n bone moite' At this Wilf began a harsh throaty laugh as the rain began to..... Edited August 9, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 9, 2016 Author Share Posted August 9, 2016 drizzle down icily. 'Can't understand a word you're saying. Why can't you chaps speak intelligible English? Mobile, cell phone, even communications device, all perfectly acceptable and widely understood words. But no, you bombard me with your ridiculous Cockney vulgarisms!' Now Wilf was a peaceloving, affable kind of geezer, always ready with a joke and up for a laugh, but this was even too much for him. He upped and ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 10, 2016 Share Posted August 10, 2016 (edited) said'oi moite calm darn oi wuz just 'avin' a larf being a good old Cockney geezer. Woi Edited August 10, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 12, 2016 Author Share Posted August 12, 2016 giv yorself a 'eart attack and 'igh blud preshhar gettin' all adger-matated loike?' 'My phone's dead flat,' said Bertie in an equally deadflat voice. 'Not a probleemo moite, just giv us 'er number and oile giv 'er a tinkle on moine.' But before he could get through ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 13, 2016 Share Posted August 13, 2016 (edited) the returning duo of Cyril and Trixie drove in and..... Edited August 13, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 13, 2016 Author Share Posted August 13, 2016 in fine form they were! A bottle of wine had quickly broken any ice between them and if it hadn't been for the garage ringing to say the tyre was fixed, they'd have cracked open a second and then goodness knows what might have happened. Bertie stood glowering at the pair and sulked for the rest of the evening. In no time at all, ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 13, 2016 Share Posted August 13, 2016 (edited) goodbyes were said and Wilf Cantdoit drove away but Cyril Bauble pleaded with Trixie to ring him as soon as she safely gets to London. One benefit of their encounter was that Cyril charged up Trixie's phone. The phone sprung into life 'If you don't give me a convincing report there will be big trouble', declared Annabelle tersely. Edited August 13, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 14, 2016 Author Share Posted August 14, 2016 'No problem. Will report in on our return. But one thing you need to consider, if you want to prevent this from happening again, you will need to provide us with a more reliable form of transport.' And Trixie hung up. 'Put that in your pipe and smoke it!' The trip back would have been in silence if it wasn't for the Satnav giving unreliable instructions (which Bertie completely ignored), Trixie humming away happily to herself ( something sounding suspiciously like Barbie Girl) and ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 14, 2016 Share Posted August 14, 2016 (edited) Trixie's girlie giggles each time a text came through from Mr Bauble. The phone announced it in the form of a song, singing 'Thumbelina dance, Thumbelina sing, this is a text from Cyril , so answer, or he'll ring.' Seething, Bertie asked 'How's the boyfriend these days?' Edited August 14, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 15, 2016 Author Share Posted August 15, 2016 'Boyfriend?' asked Trixie dreamily. 'Oh, him! We broke up simply ages ago.' 'What do you mean, 'ages ago'?? You were only talking about him yesterday!' 'Really? It feels like months. Ever since I met Cyril, I've realised the true meaning of the word 'love'. Don't you think he's just wonderful? A complete dreamboat.' 'Have you let whatshisname know yet?' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 15, 2016 Share Posted August 15, 2016 (edited) Rocky 'Bogan'Stone was the bodybuilding freak who used to share his evenings with Trixie, at least when not down at the dog track. 'It may wait.Cyril is such a delightful man.' 'You've even had the audacity to date a vile football thug, Gus Despicable. Since you must know where he lives why did you fail to redirect me 98 miles when the disgraceful satnav sent me awry?' Edited August 15, 2016 by itsmeagain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 16, 2016 Author Share Posted August 16, 2016 'I thought he must have shifted! After all it's years since I've seen him and I never went to his, he always came to mine.' 'A likely story, you just wanted to skive off for the day and play that dratted Poke-him game or whatever it's called.' 'Besides it wasn't all wasted, I caught a Clefable and they're one of the hardest to get ....and I met Cyril,' said Trixie all starry eyed. 'Well, you'll be meeting Annabelle soon, and then ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 16, 2016 Share Posted August 16, 2016 our chickens..both me and you..will flutter home to roost. We have failed to meet your ex thug boyfriend and now we will face the music. I am so hungry so pull over when you see a place to eat.' Trixie was attempting to... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 17, 2016 Author Share Posted August 17, 2016 read her latest text from Cyril-babe, as she now insisted on calling him, and overshot MacDonalds, KFC and Burger King. She pulled into Dodgy Denny's Diner, a grotty looking establishment making all the former places look like five star restaurants. 'I'm not eating here, Trixie, even Annabelle is preferable to botulism!' 'Gosh you're cranky, Bertie. All you've done is moan all day! My day has been simply ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 17, 2016 Share Posted August 17, 2016 amazing.' At the burger dive she spotted..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
poppy Posted August 18, 2016 Author Share Posted August 18, 2016 cockroaches and dead flies everywhere. She walked out again. But going back to the Reliant, she discovered Bertie was missing and ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
itsmeagain Posted August 18, 2016 Share Posted August 18, 2016 a note was scrawled in pencil on a tissue. It Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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