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We Are All Made Of Stars ~ Moby

Munchkin Morsel Munchies, a cwt kindly supplied by the company because of our considerable support for their products. As much as the kitties hoed into their tasty provender (well, I assumed it was tasty, I hadn't actually sampled it myself. It had a rather offputting odour reminiscent of wet dog, with a hint of sardine) it had the rather unfortunate effect of ...

holding anything back, 'How can you squander your lovely self on such a useless drop-kick? Give him the heave-ho and join me and my devoted mother in a life of bliss at Professor Razzlegrub's luxurious residence.' 'Clyde! I will NOT have you bad-mouthing Johnny! He is the future Daddy of our little bundle of joy and the love of my life. I asked you to come back because you love cats and the cats love you, but ...

Iron Sky ~ Paolo Nutini

recipe here ... Fusion Zucchini Blossoms with Vegan Garbanzos Bolonaise and Kimchi Slaw.' 'Mmmmm,' I said. 'What a load of old rubbish!' Bunty wasn't having any of it. 'What you need is a good steak and kidney pie with lashings of tomato sauce! Put some colour in your cheeks and some lead in your pencil. You're far too skinny, girl!' 'Oh Bunthy!' Petunia giggled. Meanwhile, back at Chez Feline ...

Mr. Blue Sky ~ Electric Light Orchestra

find it to pay for these books.' Included in her pile were 'Love At First Bite', 'Bitten, A Steamy Vampire Romance', 'Fangs, Vampire Spy Book' and 'Something To Sink Your Teeth Into'. 'So where exactly is the practice you're working at, Carole?' 'You'll find Morticia and me down Nightshade Drive. Would you like to book an appointment?' 'No, no,' I replied quickly, 'but I know someone who might.' You wouldn't get me within 10 miles of the place! But old Padre Cross could do with his buck teeth and halitosis looking at. I'd have great pleasure in ...

After Midnight ~ J.J Cale

especially accompanied by three Carolina Reapers. I cried for a week (sitting on the loo with a red-hot burning rear end) after that little exploit! 'I'll just pop around to the Cosy Book Nook and see if they'll take me back. It'll be pretty touch and go, after your outburst but I'll do my best.' Rosie looked a little sheepish, but perked up saying, 'I'll give Clyde a ring.' Petunia and Bunty took one look at me and ...

I think I need to keep things in perspective. I feel a bit wobbly these days, Johnny, I'm sorry if I overreact sometimes.' 'It's alright, darling, I understand.' 'But if you're going to work there, I want Clyde back. He's on the dole and happy to do work experience so it's win win all round.' I groaned, was it all worth it if I had to put up with that little jerk again? I decided that ...

Down To Earth ~ Peter Gabriel

Tears In Heaven ~ Eric Clapton

was I supposed to be feeding him at this stage of the proceedings? Rosie was really getting quite dotty. I put it down to pregnancy hormones. 'If you keep coming and vetting every job I apply for in case some female you don't approve of works there, I'll never get a job! I was perfectly happy at the Cosy Book Nook. You had absolutely nothing to worry about with Petunia, she's just a silly, scatty thing. She doesn't hold a candle to you, darling, and never could.' 'Well, maybe I was being a little bit hasty. They did pay very well there.' Rosie was certainly going through a very unpredictable and volatile phase. 'Do you think,' she said ...

of tea?' I asked. 'We've come a long way.' Which wasn't strictly true but I thought it might diffuse the situation. 'Tea times are strictly adhered to here at Rooky's, 1100 hours and 1530 hours, on the dot,' stated Mr Quidzen. 'As it is only 1050 hours, you must contain yourself until then. The same goes for comfort breaks. They must be taken in your own time or pay will be docked.' 'I don't really think this position will suit, but thank you very much,' (for nothing)', I added under my breath. 'Johnny!' scolded Rosie, as I walked out, ...

off we trotted together. 'I need to vet the other staff if you're applying here. You're too open to flattery, Johnny. You mustn't encourage flirty girls, they're little minxes with their great big eyes and lispy ways.' I wasn't aware that I'd done any encouraging, and I was sure Petunia actually had quite squinty eyes behind her horn-rimmed spectacles. But it was no use arguing, I just said, 'Yes dear, I'll remember that in future,' and let my mind wander again. It was unfortunate that birds and cats ...