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that sorry, even though I insisted he apologise. I said my husband will make you apologise and he said he'd be around in a minute!' I was so alarmed by this news, that the fact she'd called me her husband and the fathead knew where we lived didn't even register. 'Ummm ... how big is this guy?' I enquired nervously. 'Well, pretty big, but you know what they say, brains always beats brawn.' Her faith in me was touching, but as they also say, this obviously being a day for banal proverbs, discretion is the better part of valour. So I ...

A Horse With No Name ~ America

enquired what law I was breaking. 'We do not allow the disrespecting of ecclesiasticals. Should such an occurrence transpire, we are duty bound to issue a stern warning. And it is against town ordinances to play subversive and obscene music in public.' Now I did guffaw, loudly and uproariously. 'Freedom of speech, copper. Now unless you can state a law I'm breaking, push off.' 'I will return with the said regulations.' As he left, Rosie returned looking very ...

me. It had started to snow and since most of them were thoroughly inebriated, they seemed impervious to the cold. They slipped and slid and fell all over the place and I had no end of enjoyment imagining frostbite and broken and sprained limbs. My fun was rudely interrupted when in burst ...

Wicked Game ~ Chris Isaak

The Dart Players by Jerrard Tickell

would at least make him green around the gills but instead he perked right up. 'Moit!! You got any more? 'ere 'arry! Takka swiga dis!' 'arry reached out a weak and trembling arm and shakily took a gulp. His head snapped upright, his eyes appeared to rotate in opposite directions and he greedily gulped down the rest of the contents. 'Bugger the vicar, Bert, lerrus go foind a party!' And the two shot off like ...

Don't Stop the Dance ~ Bryan Ferry

Very pretty, Madeleine 💕

(While I was thinking Supertramp's 'Fool's Overture' 😂)

(peculiar, not haha) that I didn't notice the two halfwits who'd slunk in with old cretin Cross and been left behind. I think it had something to do with their plastered state behind the chaise lounge. Surrounded by empty bottles of vodka, pinot noir and IPA's, it was obvious they'd been making free with my drinks cabinet. The only consolation was that they'd be suffering something dire in the morning. I gave each of them a kick and getting little response decided more drastic action was called for. So I ...

Let's Face The Music And Dance ~ Fred Astaire

Poor Boy ~ Split Enz

Fool's Overture ~ Supertramp

I Can't Tell You Why ~ Eagles

that he wouldn't find me. For once things went my way. Thinking I'd gone ahead to the hospital he hopped into a taxi in hot pursuit. The rest of the party, which had swelled to about thirty now, all decided to follow suit. With drinks in one hand and bowls of mashed potato, flavoured with parsley, chives, onion, cheese and lashings of butter, in the other, they took off via any means of transport available. Not finding me at the first hospital, they continued their search of all the hospitals within a fifty kilometre radius. Seeing them all shooting past from my concealed vantage point, I ambled home for a peaceful evening of ...

Don't Forget Me ~ Joe Cocker

breathed Ingrid, batting patently false eyelashes at me. 'No, I've been avoiding you!' I answered. That shut her up, her and her bilious American cheese dress! Who should saunter in next, but Pastor Victor Bloody Cross, flanked by two of his spotty proteges. 'Repulsive!' he bellowed, giving me a whacking great thump across the shoulder blades, causing me to choke on my martini olive, where it lodged in my windpipe. Further thumps failed to dislodge it, followed by several over violent, I felt, Heimlich manoeuvres. The olive shot out and landed in Ingrid's ample cleavage, she gave a loud braying laugh. I lay gasping on the ground. 'Darling! Are you alright?' Rosie asked, patting me all over. I saw an escape route, 'I think the mongrel's cracked me ribs! Better take a quick trip to the hospital to be on the safe side. No need for anyone to accompany me. Just carry on!' But ...

tedious occasions I'd avoided and the excuses I'd come up with ... they ranged from having diarrhea, being in imminent danger of being deported, accidentally setting myself on fire, to getting on a plane by mistake and ending up in some obscure airport in Liechtenstein. None of these fitted the bill. The only thing I could think of was a fake call from the Major where I needed to rush to his assistance. At a quarter to three the folowing day (why do people always INSIST on turning up early!! I just pop some emetics in their drinks as retribution, guarantees their early departure) the first vapid lot turned up. Rosie greeted them enthusiastically whilst I ...

Don't Cry For Me Argentina ~ Julie Covington

Baby, I Love Your Way ~ Peter Frampton

My Baby Just Cares For Me ~ Nina Simone

me at the door. 'Whatever have you been doing?' I asked concerned at her state. 'Oh, your new potato masher arrived and I was just moving it into position.' 'Rosie! It weighs a ton, you should have left it for me!' 'Come and have a look!' she said excitedly, 'It's wonderful!' It was great that Rosie shared my passion for potatoes and the added advantage was it took her mind off ...

How old were you when you read it? 😲 And what was your Dad hoping you'd learn from it? Do you still like custard creams or has it put you off them forever? 😂