Tiptoes in, pours Tune a resolve, places a warm, damp towel over his eyes, turns the lights off
I remember something about a table. Lots of lovely women standing on top of it. In my dream I was dancing 'round it. Then I think I (accidentally) kicked the legs from under it and they all landed in a heap on top of me. Wonderful things dreams.
Mulled wine's on tap.
Wow it wasnt a dream then ........................................... I just got confused when Kat had a sex change to Kit and then we were all moved onto a bird table and then.....................................the rest is a distant memory of birds birds birds ................. lots of chatting whilst sorting out batteries and exchanging recipies hahahahahaha
Right raided Sarge's cupboard :shock: MrFC decideswhat he found he will keep to himself :twisted: could come in handy here's ya drinks Vodka for Rainbows and wine for the rest of ya......and keep the flamin noise down
I'll take a Johnny Walker Black Label - fifty/fifty please mate. It's been quite a weekend - one way and another. Here's to tomorrow - cheers.!!