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poppy

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  1. a wee bit more, an she sez, 'elp meself! Bluddy good service 'ere, oi sez, don't know wat the silly ol' cow oer theres belly-achin bout.' Chef Philbert's approach to recipe ingredients was rather unconventional and known only to him and in this instance had the unfortunate , almost immediate effect of patrons requiring the restroom facilities. This proved difficult with Rosie having locked herself in. A long queue was forming outside and the more desperate patrons were ...
  2. out of the room. I followed her calling, 'But not for much longer, darling, she'll give me a divorce very soon!' Rosie shut herself in the toilets and locked the door. The patrons of our cafe seemed engrossed in all the drama and had taken sides. The two factions were now having a heated discussion about who was right and who was wrong and things were...
  3. Alone On Christmas Day ~ Phoenix
  4. I knew Rosie was going to ask me some sticky questions. 'You see what I've been dealing with, darling?' I asked in a weedling kind of voice. 'Why did she call me PiechartHaggis, and you didn't answer me before about Pythagorus! Who's she? And why is she giving you £500,00? You said you had to pay HER dowry back! I don't think you've been straight with me, Johnny. I feel like you've betrayed my trust. I'm feeling very upset.' 'Oh darling, it's very simple. You've got to understand that ...
  5. What Christmas Means To Me ~ Stevie Wonder
  6. in her rage, she seemed to have completely forgotten that I was entitled to half our house and half the proceeds from the cool million pounds she'd absconded with, which really was quite strange. Why had she come searching for me again, I wondered? Perhaps this time she'd be amenable to a deal, she could keep the loot and in exchange give me a quick divorce. 'What exactly do you want, Clothilde, what will it take to finally ...
  7. O Christmas Tree ~ Aretha Franklin
  8. speak of the devil, the one person on earth likely to put a spoke in my works (apart perhaps from the beautiful, but deadly Pythagoras!) but plague and pesticide, nails in my eyes, wasp up my nose, Clothilde! She marched up to me, hands on hips, gimlet eyes piercing my soul, chin jutting forward like she'd dislocated something and said ...
  9. I really love all the classic songs and singers too, and that's what I've been listening to on spotify. But one of my very favourites is Sarah McLachlan's version of What Child Is This.
  10. All the best with the surgery Virginia and you make a quick recovery all ready to enjoy Christmas 🥰
  11. Santa Looked a Lot Like Daddy ~ Buck Owens
  12. Crunchy Curly Kitty Whisker Biscuits, the favourite snack of the feline members of the household. The scorching potatoes ended up painfully peppering Daddy, who had just happened to pop in for a chat, and the photo was forgotten in the ensuing pandemonium. 'Oh no Daddy, are you alright? Sit down and let me see. Oooooh, that looks so painful! I'll go and get some cold water for your burns.' However, I was one jump ahead of her and took great pleasure in emptying a bucket of iced water over his head. I watched in fascination as Daddy ...
  13. Merry Christmas Baby ~ Otis Redding
  14. ( he's such a bs artist 🤣) burst into tears. 'It's alright darling, I promise I'll get a divorce as soon as I can raise enough money to pay off her wicked Viking father and track down Clothilde. She abandoned me for a proctologist who she said had winning ways.' 'Surely,' sniffed Rosie, 'if she abandoned you, after two years you're entitled to a divorce? My friend Maisie got one after her husband ran away to the circus.' 'Errrr ... laws are different for Vikings. And there's the little matter of paying back the dowry.' 'How much is that then? I could always ask ...
  15. Please Come Home For Christmas ~ Eagles ( I'm probably repeating songs now 🤭)
  16. had to know sometime, I guess. I wouldn't put it past Clothilde to come bursting in one day and completely let the cat out of the bag, metaphorically speaking. 'Rosie, darling,' I said, 'I really haven't wanted to talk about my past, it's so very painful. But I owe it to you to be honest, however much it distresses me.' I gave a little whimper. 'Oh Johnny, I'm here for you, not matter what your past holds.' Rosie clutched my hand. 'When I was very young,' I continued, after I'd regained my composure, 'I made a very foolish ... attachment and we, well we ... got hitched.' 'Johnny! You don't mean...
  17. sincerely hoped, to darken our door again. 'You're just a nasty grey sprinkle on a rainbow cupcake!' shouted Rosie to Flora's retreating back, which was the harshest criticism I'd ever heard her use. She was very upset, so I gave her a big hug and told her ...
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