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Helen Bristol 30 April 2004 18:21 Running the country
Good for Gill, joining the ranks of the well manipulated. Got another
massage tomorrow, mmmmmmmmmmmm
Its OK, I'm on my way - well will be on Tuesday - to help run the country from
the seat of government. If its free beer BM will be there as well.
See you in the Sloop today week.
Vile Jelly 30 April 2004 18:43
I thought Toady Blah was running the government by the seat of his pants!
I'll be the one in the back of the Slupe standing on a box with a hood over my
head and electrodes attached to various parts.
Helen Bristol 01 May 2004 11:40 Can always rely on you to be an exhibitionist. Vile Jelly 01 May 2004 13:00 Well, it's marginally better than being piddled on! Helen Bristol 01 May 2004 16:46 Hopefully not that AND the electrodes! Could be a shocking experience. Vile Jelly 02 May 2004 08:56 I'm sure that under such circumstances I could rely on Tony Bleaaagh to send in the British army to rescue me from such terrorist acts! Helen Bristol 02 May 2004 11:53 They'd only perpetrate their own atrocities, allegedly Vile Jelly 02 May 2004 13:31
Thank god for that then. For some demented reason I thought we had unleashed a
load of psychotic thugs on the world in the name of peace, prosperity and
petrol.
Still, enough of such cheerful thoughts the RT want to know what goodies
you're bringing them before they agree to make a personal appearance at your
latest St. Ives launch!
Helen Bristol 02 May 2004 13:59 Apart from one's self, BM and Lucy what could they want? It's a bit like crimbo - you send santa a list and get completely different things. Vile Jelly 02 May 2004 17:01
So, no CM then? The RT had a cauldron of boiling oil and a basket of vipers
ready .....
Oh well, waste not want not. Just remember to keep an eye on the parapets
while you're strolling around Emmetsville.
Helen Bristol 02 May 2004 17:42
CM? No, he's a home-body... and if we're away he takes up residence in someone
elses home.
No can do. How can I watch where I'm walking (skaterboys et al) and look
upwards. I know my eyes go wonky sometimes, but not that wayward.
PS I was thinking maybe of some woolly sox for the Shauns, a set of scales for
Soupie and Soupette (we gals are always watching our weight), something slinky
for Orm, hmmm wadderyerthink? Yeh, Ok I'll keep thinking.
PPS Always intune with things BM suggested some Yarg - Newcastle and coals
springs to mind.
Vile Jelly 03 May 2004 09:26
You're probably best off not seeing where you are going. Besides, with your
sumo techniques you should have no difficulty shoving aside any obstacles.
Just remember to shake the salt first!
Yarg? I'd have thought you just be bringing me the stinging nettles! Is BM
bringing his tanker down to stock up at the Sharp's Refinery Terminal. I think
the USS Tony Blair has finally broken up so you shouldn't have any more
traffic hold-ups getting round Sea's Start. Just remember beer is not nice
when served on the rocks!
Helen Bristol 03 May 2004 11:00
We have a very good nettle crop this year, but as we are not travelling
directly to SI they would have wilted by the time we get there. Talking
of wilting nettle soup has a proven track record for gentlemen with a certain
embarrassing problem I'm sure Soupie knows all about it but has probably
kept it from the RT in case they got over-excited or< worse still, over
indulged.
Now that he's discovered Mr. Chimbley I think we won't be making a detour for
liquid supplies. Oh good, that means I can pack even more pairs of
shoes!
Vile Jelly 03 May 2004 13:43
Oh, hopefully they are still too young to be interested in that sort of thing.
However, I shall keep Soupie's remedy in mind should I need it.
Who do you think you are, Imelda Marcos?
Helen Bristol 03 May 2004 14:40 Not at all. I stand accused (which is the only similarity) of having one suitcase full of shoes. Can't think where he got that idea from. Vile Jelly 03 May 2004 16:51
Who he? Mr. Marcos, BM, CM or VJ?
Is Lucy really coming? Polly is quite interested, natch, but fears rejection
as he is only a lobsterlet. The Shauns are starting to worry me ..... well,
OK, they are worrying me more than usual. They've been spending hours in the
bathroom buffing themselves up and arguing as to which one of them is the one
Lucy fancies. They've even being polishing their hoofs with bleach
(I tried to explain to them that they are naturally black). What is the
technical term for a bleached sheep? A Sheash or a Bleep?
PS. How can you fill a suitcase with shoes? I don't understand you female
blokes. As far as I can work out you only ever need four pairs of shoes; posh
ones for work/formal occasions, smart but casual ones for sociable events,
trainers for sport/work related activities and the ultimate pair (which are
the only ones you should ever invest serious money in) which are walking boots
that will allow you to tell the whole of humanity (and his dog) to bugger off
and let you walk twice round the planet with shoe leather and spirit to spare.
A small sports bag should suffice to carry that!
Helen Bristol 03 May 2004 17:24
BM
She seems to think she is. She's had her bag packed for weeks. Is
it me? I thought that Polly was/is a lobsterlette. I thought we'd sorted out
the which Shaun is which dispute.
PS Easy-peasy, I simply have to have different colours to go with
various ensembles. I get bored wearing black shoes all the time.
Speaking of boots - mine failed me 4.30 on Saturday morning. It
was raining so hard that the water ran off my
***-the-rest-of-the-world-I'm-nice-and-dry waterproofs and pooled on the toe
joint creases of my Merrells. This fantastic design which has a
completely attached tongue - made of fabric, so I squelched round for the next
5 hours. Gortex wouldn't've done that. So I'm now looking at replacing
them. The Merrells will be relegated to gardening duty.
You seen the size sports bag a hockey goalie carries? THAT should about
be big enough for my stuff, and a few clothes.
Oh well, back to the packing............
Vile Jelly 04 May 2004 09:12
Perish the thought! Polly is a bloke. I must admit that Polliy is a tad
unusual as boys' names go but you have to see Muppet Treasure Island to get
the joke. Also, there is considerable doubt in the Shauns' minds, mainly
because they only have one mind between the two of them (some sort of hive
mentality, I think).
You wimmin and your kerrrrazy fashions. I thank god that as a hideous blob
everything looks bad on me and so I am not compelled to waste time, thought or
money on such fripperies. I couldn't even begin to guess what a Merrill is
(other than he led a famous chindit raid behind enemy lines in Burma during
WW2. Probably not the same person/thing, I guess).
PS. Wouldn't it take less time to pack St. Ives, etc. and bring it to East
Angular? What's going to stop the country flipping over if you move the
counterweight of your wardrobe contents to the far west?
Helen Bristol 04 May 2004 09:29
I'll trust your judgement. If you say he's a bloke, he's a bloke.
Not unless the yanks were in Burma, it's a bit hazy - so long ago.
PS I'm reviving the Great Perforation - I thought the extra weight might help
Byeeee
Vile Jelly 04 May 2004 13:52
Believe me, we bleurks know these things. Now the only problem seems to be
that he has developed an adolescent crush-tacean on Lucy!
They were. Who do you think built the Burma Road? (Actually it was zillions of
coolies but the yanks provided the tools and technology).
PS. But we've already made a huge perforation along the Tamar. If it wasn't
for that Brunel bloke and his irritating tendency towards civil engineering
projects that lasted we would have long since detached ourselves and paddled
out into the Atlantic. So, what will happen if both perforations go rip at the
same time?
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