Good evening and welcome to Nungate Towers for tonight's meeting of the Mad Over Fifties Club.
Our Tailcock tonight will be the "Supervolcano" something hot and spicy to warm the cockles on a cold January night. Something else to warm the heart and stomach is tonight's Hot Plate Special, a delicious Chicken casserole with herby dumplings, mm yum!! On the pudding trolley, we have a lovely Lemon and Sultana Steamed pudding with lashings of custard or whipped cream, and as always there will be the usual selection of volly vonts, canopies and horses doovers, and, also a choice of other delicious nibbles.
For those brave (or foolhardy souls) the bungee is in full working order (try and aim away from the moat one of these days I must have it re-sited [i
as it is common knowledge that the piranhas in the moat bite! The hot tub on top of the North Tower is bubbling away nicely, and the mini bar up there is fully stocked. In the Great Hall Gallery, the Minstrels are warming up to give their customary selection of madrigals and toccattas [i] it must be nearly time for time for them to go off on their tour of Muckelflugga - can't come soon enough [i] and they have also promised to perform their own versions of the greatest hits of Alice Cooper ............... mm fairy 'nuff. However, we have also engaged the services of a folk singing trio known hereabouts as the Four Sheepherders, they sing in a traditional manner (one hand over the ear and Arran sweaters all round) somewhat akin to the famed songs of that great of yester year Rambling Sid Rumpo ..... [i] cough ]
I have a few things on offer for tonight's rofl:
2 tins of Quality Street (empty of their contents, Thank you Mr Nungate)
12 inch wide terracotta flower pot (broken)
LP of Joe Dolce's Great Hit ..
A warm welcome awaits all who dare enter these portals. Igor is on hand for the concealment of coats, cloaks, and jackets (and the occasional broom)
These items may or may not be returned to their rightful owners at end of our festivities. (this matter is somewhat dependent on Igor's ability to remember where the um bodi items have been hidden) As always Igor will be your server for tonight ably assisted by Plant and possibly Frank the minion in training.
we asked in the cathedral - this hunch-backed old dear, two teeth in the mooth, underjawed, squeaky Nawfeck accent. "There's 52, dears, one for every week in the year - and there's 365 pubs, one for every day."
My response, "And I've bet you had a drink in every one of them......"
the drawing is underway though - that's what I went for......in pencil form now so I have the perspective and main angles/blocks captured; start the inking tomorrow if I get my mind out of first gear, first time that I have done this from piccies....
Apparently one of the origins of 'Knickers off ready when I come home' is that it was 'code' that Victoria and Albert were up to their naughties at Sandringham and then during the 1st WW, it was an euphenism in letters home that 'I could do with a shag.'