itsmeagain

50p piece to protect his, er, modesty. As if that were not enough, the very large bouncer type with a Cockney drawl, said.....

Useless

a brawny barman stood in his way. "Oi mast sie" he began in a Cockney drawl , "that many people lower the tone when singing on stige..." Itsme decided to raise the tone , he got up on stage and sang Tom Jones' The green green grass of home, to a rapt and appreciative audience. Dex clapped , and Poppy laughed her socks off.

Get well soon Athena dear. Well in Yorkshire it is dry today, quite sunny, with a suitably cool breeze.Best weather since mid July.

When you're smiling, when you're smiling, the whole world smiles with you, suggested itsme. Dex wholeheartedly concurred, belting out the song like a sozzled football fan, arm going up, forward and out, pointing this way and that, as though inviting a response from the equally slootered onlookers.

Natural

Dex drank the rum, musing thoughtfully over the karaoke options before him.Maybe he should sing When the saints go marching in, as his merry band and he, were all saints he mused.

He asked the bartender for a rum n coke. Siegfried Sassoon, not the main one, but a namesake, introduced himself and poured the rum, a lighted fag jutting from his mouth..

War

At this, Poppy decided to relax. Indeed when sipping mellow Lady grey with a slice of lemon, she felt better. As it was nearly evening, Dex thought it best to have a get together. Itsmeagain called it storytime. Dex decided to tell one about a man he once met who....

Measurement

Larger

Green

Lying on deck in a sprightly green hammock, rocking to n fro, listening to OMD,assorted reggae, and reading One night in Turin by Pete Davies. Garcon called itsme,...tea please...

And by the way poppy zild, said our captain reproachfully, i kindly state my name to be Large hyphen Grayling..not capn Large...though i am reliably told i am large in certain areas. .not in IQ or decorum thought Poppy.

Chick

Poppy flinched at the thought of those foods, and the crude language of the captain. He was clearly wanting to ask Poppy to provide an answer. Poppy mulled it over and said that she was on a humane mission to return Bertrand to his native land, so is that ok? OK said the captain, but I want an assurance from you that that lion harms no one on this ship. Is he tame? I want him on a lead, as of tonight. You and your merry band have some work to do....

The captain, Arthur Large-Grayling , from Winchester, was moustachioed, portly, and opinionated. He offered opinions like some people offer cigarettes...ie annoyingly freely. Now young lady..lemme guess..Australia..he said, emulating a wink as he did so. No god no said Poppy, I will have you know ...

Nest

Which , when all is said and done, were made of cow parts and pieces of cheap fish with chicken morsels. Delicious purred the immense lion. Markus went to summon Poppy about Bertrand's presence.

Pig in muck, when a knock on Poppy's door by Markus soon led to enraged shrieks...from Bertrand whose meal was disrupted,from Markus at the terror of a gigantic yet beautiful cat sat on Poppy 's bed..

Best

Well Markus mused aloud, we have a real pickle here....at which Dex declared give it here....and was perplexed at the nonplussed reaction of Markus.Bertrand

Coaches

Itsme setled for toast with margarine, and a spoonful of beans. He asked for tea without milk. Popsicle joined the two valiant gallant men at table......