Mad Over Fifties Club

[nungate]

Good evening and welcome to all Mad Over Fifties. The portals of Nungate Towers are now open and an evening of frivolity awaits all who dare enter.
Tonight's tailcock will be another of Igor's "creations" (he's becoming quite the mixologist!) he's calling it the "Iron Maiden" and has dedicated it to his "secret" crush the Towers' Laundrymaid! It is another of his potent brews and should be imbibed with a degree of caution! Tonight's hot plate special is a lovely Roast beef with all the usual trimmings, and as always there are volly vonts and canapes galore. On the pudding trolley tonight we have a rhubarb crumble with lashings of custard or cream. The Minstrels are already in the gallery warming up to give us the usual selection of Madrigals and toccattas and later on, in a more Romantic mood they are planning their very own renditions of the greatest hits of Barry Manilow (well it was Valentines day recently) So, if you're over fifty (or not we make allowances) why not join us and come frivol in Nungate Towers? The hot tub is fired up, the bar is well stocked. The bungee is taut and wating for the first vic.....volunteer of the evening. There is dancing in the Great Hall and of course the rofl later on.............

[tonyav]

But Mammar she's bloody well uncontrollable when she gets these urges.

[DTCwordfan]

where is Beattie? She might not want to put her pink sparkly thong on though?

[DaisyNonna]

Don't mints dissolve in water?

[Mammar]

Daisy, our Mint dissolves in Tailcocks

[murraymints]

Look everyone...music and dancing were always in fashion.....look look...WEEEEEEEEE....

[DaisyNonna]

nungate, that would have been a gentle introduction for her. How thoughtful of you.

[tonyav]

Gawd blimey she's lost her thong again !.

[tonyav]

Yeah wheres Beattie gone ?.

[nungate]

maybe next time Daisy, if we haven't already frightened her off permanently

[queenofmean]

I'm offski everyone 2 chapters in the library and then bed.
See you all in 2 weeks
Queenie

[Mammar]

You know, we're missing a trick here. If we were to set up a business making thongs, set up a stall between the bungee jump and the lake, we'd make a fortune. Next year we could all be millionaires.

[Psybbo]

Sleep well Queenie, xx

[tonyav]

Good night qom, sweet dreams. all the nice girls love a sailor.

[Mammar]

Sleep tight, Queenie.

[nungate]

There's a thought now Mammar. Queenie and I were just thinking about making use of our needlework skills to earn a bit of pin money - maybe we should consider sparkly thingys...................we were thinking about cushions and so forth - I do my own designs you know, I could do undies as well..........

[murraymints]

Belle...Belle .can you bring me a robe....lost it all on the way down.....volly...hic...vonts too.....can't smile without yoo....cant do any thing without yoooo...wanna dance tone ?..thanks belle...love ya belle....

[queenofmean]

thank you psybbo take care of our Excel for me xx
Night night tony x - and yes we do love a sailor - counting down the weeks already :)

[tonyav]

Next year we could all be millionaires, hang on haven't I heard this somewhere before.

[DaisyNonna]

Never mind Tony but your responsibility. Saint Anthony being the saint of missing things and missing .

[nungate]

Ach, queenie will be down here again soon looking for food....just a couple of chapters? Probably more.