Mad over Fifties Club

[ladyalex]

The Club is now Open

Welcome , one and all to the Mad over Fifties Club where Members are expected, nay encouraged, to be Mad and Over Fifty.
Anyone seeking membership who has not yet attained fifty earth years will be considered eligible by virtue of their wishing to join such a club.
Anyone not mad and seeking membership should reconsider.

The night is still nippy for the time of year, so gather close to the fire and let the festivities commence.


The topic for tonight's Speaker is 'Weather...whither ?' .
He has not yet arrived, but we have received a message from him saying that as soon as he can find his waders, oilskins and umbrella, he will be along directly.

Prizes so far for tonight's raffle include:

A bottle of sun screen (unused)
A sun hat (new)
2 yards of deckchair canvas (pristine)

[Lie-in King]

Alas DT, I merely serve the tailcocks, Matron is in charge of the mixing. However, I suspect that she has never put water into any of her recipes...

[albaqwerty]

Anybody mind if I sit on the settle next to Tony and wait for excel and dave.??

Kingy, you are looking your most handsome self as usual if I may say so.

[ladyalex]

Hello PB, nice to see you again.

Wouldn't mind the garden fork either...

Thank you all for the raffle prizes.
Tony, you could make a start in the downstairs loo....

[ladyalex]

I think someone booked a place on the settle last week, alba...but I'm sure there will be room enough for everyone of you all budge up.

[DTCwordfan]

The Post Jubbilleee Poem (1st Ovverin this evenin') written this pm....


After ER’s Jubilee party's over
And the AB guests have all passed the door
There's a melancholy feeling
And your Castle, Lady A can re-explore.

Where once was AB conversation
Where once was LieinKing noise and sunny light
There is now just empty polar silence
And the darkened moat at night.

After the party’s over
And the Matron and the Buttle gone
There are Mrs O’s spirits still within the home
And you hear Lady A’s haunting song.

Where once were slinky, nungate and alba standing
Where once was petal’s energy
Is not now peopled with tenrec shadows
The only one is me.

After ER’s Jubilee party’s over
And gness’s tailcock glasses are all licked clean
There’s a stillness that’s returning
And that Castle party, well it’s now just an AB dream.

[polar-bear]

Hello Moggy.I've plenty of ice if you need it. It is in the moat with the crocodile.

[albaqwerty]

oooooo noooo Don not let Tony anywhere near marigolds and a loo please.

(I'll just have to clean that up)

[ladyalex]

That has brought a tear to my eye, DT...and not for the first time.

That Poet Laureate woman had better look out.

[Lie-in King]

Good evening, miss bear - moggy? Sigh... Your tailcock, miss

[tonyav]

Oi mrs o excused me from all toilet duties if you don't mind, and could I try a pint of that fine old real ale Sheep Shaggers Revenge please.

[ladyalex]

I don't know if we have ale here, tony...we usually find that Mamya's tailcocks are enough for us....but see the butler

[tonyav]

Ok, a tailcock it is.

[ladyalex]

You won't be disappointed....

[Lie-in King]

A flagon of Monsoon, sir - most people find Matron's recipes to be fairly challenging...

[ladyalex]

fairly ???

unfairly challenging, surely, MAj ?

[tonyav]

Gawd, I'm feeling woozey just from the smell !

[ladyalex]

That's normal, tony...just let yourself go....

And , please remember that Mrs O didn't release you form loo duties here, so once you've had your tailcock, have a look at the downstairs one...

[Lie-in King]

Indeed, m'lady - point taken

[DTCwordfan]

that's just the leaking gasoline; the croc loves a tipple - makes his Saturday night go with a bang.

[tonyav]

What is the problem with the one downstairs ?