Originally Posted by The_Sleeper:
“* Opens pub * Morning all
”
“* Opens pub * Morning all
”
*strolls in casually running fingers along bar top* Urghhhhhhhhh!
Where is that lazy wee toad! CHINNY!
Morning Joe. *clunk*
The Pub (Part 48)
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*strolls in casually running fingers along bar top* Urghhhhhhhhh!
Where is that lazy wee toad! CHINNY!
Morning Joe. *clunk*
Originally Posted by EddyBee:
“ Rude?!!! Me? I just wanted to be served and you were busy gossiping.
Anyway, can I have a complimentary biscuit or 3? At the prices you charge all coffees should be accompanied by a few free biscuits. Many thanks.”
“ Rude?!!! Me? I just wanted to be served and you were busy gossiping.
Anyway, can I have a complimentary biscuit or 3? At the prices you charge all coffees should be accompanied by a few free biscuits. Many thanks.
”
How very dare you! I was not 'gossiping', you were served immediately! And I'm not running a charidee!
Originally Posted by EddyBee:
“Good evening everyone.
A mulled wine with a hot mince pie.
John Lewis Christmas advert, 2016: Buster the boxer.
Watch here, John Lewis site.
Soppy, but I love it. Well done John Lewis.
When are the Christmas decorations going up? It's about time that they did.”
“Good evening everyone.
A mulled wine with a hot mince pie.
John Lewis Christmas advert, 2016: Buster the boxer.
Watch here, John Lewis site.
Soppy, but I love it. Well done John Lewis.
When are the Christmas decorations going up? It's about time that they did.
”
*tuts*
They'll go up when I decide, it's the beginning of bloomin' November, it's far too early for them.
Originally Posted by eugenespeed:
“Christmas decorations? I remember when DS used to have the snowman throughout December. They should bring that back, it was very festive.”
“Christmas decorations? I remember when DS used to have the snowman throughout December. They should bring that back, it was very festive.”
I remember that, I also remember they used to acknowledge Remembrance day too.
Originally Posted by chinchin:
“Sr keeps taking them down.
I'll take a look later Eddy.”
“Sr keeps taking them down.
I'll take a look later Eddy.”
And will continue to do so until the correct time.
12 days before!
Originally Posted by farmer bob:
“*tannoy crackles into life*
"Cabin Crew...doors to manual please, would passengers please extinguish all cigarettes, remain seated & fasten their seatbelts as we begin our descent......"”
“*tannoy crackles into life*
"Cabin Crew...doors to manual please, would passengers please extinguish all cigarettes, remain seated & fasten their seatbelts as we begin our descent......"”
*tuts loudly* must have forgotten to take his meds! ROLLEYES
Morning all peepsicles and poptarts! A clear and slightly warmer morning Expecting my friend later as we've tickets for a show nearby tonight. I've warned her to bring layers of fleeces to deal with the arcticness of my cottage My old neighbour, who now lives in a snug centrally heated flat, said as he stepped inside yesterday "I don't miss this!!" and pointed out it was actually warmer OUTDOORS than it was in. He was right
The usual, please!
Expecting my friend later as we've tickets for a show nearby tonight. I've warned her to bring layers of fleeces to deal with the arcticness of my cottage My old neighbour, who now lives in a snug centrally heated flat, said as he stepped inside yesterday "I don't miss this!!" and pointed out it was actually warmer OUTDOORS than it was in. He was right The usual, please!
Originally Posted by twassington:
“Morning all peepsicles and poptarts! A clear and slightly warmer morning Expecting my friend later as we've tickets for a show nearby tonight. I've warned her to bring layers of fleeces to deal with the arcticness of my cottage My old neighbour, who now lives in a snug centrally heated flat, said as he stepped inside yesterday "I don't miss this!!" and pointed out it was actually warmer OUTDOORS than it was in. He was right
The usual, please!”
“Morning all peepsicles and poptarts! A clear and slightly warmer morning
Expecting my friend later as we've tickets for a show nearby tonight. I've warned her to bring layers of fleeces to deal with the arcticness of my cottage My old neighbour, who now lives in a snug centrally heated flat, said as he stepped inside yesterday "I don't miss this!!" and pointed out it was actually warmer OUTDOORS than it was in. He was right The usual, please!
”
Morning twass, very frosty & cold here this morning -3c
Run out of wood had you?
*clunk clatter*
PLEASE WEAR A POPPY Don Crawford
"Please wear a poppy," the lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she's pinned in on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "This is Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you see.
"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
and became a man - as you will, too.
"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said, Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so please don't cry.
"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.
"Till at last, at last, the war was won-
And that's why we wear a poppy son."
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"
A tear rolled down each faded check;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!
And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember - and give!
"Please wear a poppy," the lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she's pinned in on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "This is Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you see.
"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
and became a man - as you will, too.
"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said, Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so please don't cry.
"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.
"Till at last, at last, the war was won-
And that's why we wear a poppy son."
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"
A tear rolled down each faded check;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!
And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember - and give!
Originally Posted by Scots rool:
“Morning twass, very frosty & cold here this morning -3c
Run out of wood had you? *clunk clatter*”
“Morning twass, very frosty & cold here this morning -3c
Run out of wood had you?
*clunk clatter*”
COmpletely! The wood man is arriving in about an hour
Although I never light the woodburner til the evening. You have to keep an eye on it 
Originally Posted by Scots rool:
“PLEASE WEAR A POPPY Don Crawford
"Please wear a poppy," the lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she's pinned in on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "This is Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you see.
"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
and became a man - as you will, too.
"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said, Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so please don't cry.
"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.
"Till at last, at last, the war was won-
And that's why we wear a poppy son."
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"
A tear rolled down each faded check;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!
And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember - and give!”
“PLEASE WEAR A POPPY Don Crawford
"Please wear a poppy," the lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she's pinned in on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "This is Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you see.
"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
and became a man - as you will, too.
"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said, Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so please don't cry.
"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.
"Till at last, at last, the war was won-
And that's why we wear a poppy son."
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"
A tear rolled down each faded check;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!
And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember - and give!”
LOVELY
Originally Posted by Scots rool:
“Hurrah the weather is supposed to become warmer over the next few days.”
“Hurrah the weather is supposed to become warmer over the next few days.
”
It certainly is here this morning. The windows aren't running with water!
Originally Posted by chinchin:
“Morning peeps”
“Morning peeps
”
Morning chinny *clunk*
*grabs chinny's fat head & demonstrates how sticky the bar top is by trying to drag his head across it* When was that last cleaned? *glares at chinny in a menacing manner*
Morning
*sits quietly in corner reading "Trump - The Life & Times of a Successful Syrup in Business Management" *
*sits quietly in corner reading "Trump - The Life & Times of a Successful Syrup in Business Management" *
Originally Posted by farmer bob:
“Morning
*sits quietly in corner reading "Trump - The Life & Times of a Successful Syrup in Business Management" *”
“Morning
*sits quietly in corner reading "Trump - The Life & Times of a Successful Syrup in Business Management" *”
Morning.......you do realise you have to buy a drink in here.....this isn't a doss house! *sets fire to the bottom of bob's paper & smirks as the flames travel upwards*
Originally Posted by farmer bob:
“Morning
*sits quietly in corner reading "Trump - The Life & Times of a Successful Syrup in Business Management" *”
“Morning
*sits quietly in corner reading "Trump - The Life & Times of a Successful Syrup in Business Management" *”
Waaaaaaaaaaah! *sobs*
That nasty Sr is bullying me fb!!!
Originally Posted by Scots rool:
“Morning.......you do realise you have to buy a drink in here.....this isn't a doss house! *sets fire to the bottom of bob's paper & smirks as the flames travel upwards*”
“Morning.......you do realise you have to buy a drink in here.....this isn't a doss house! *sets fire to the bottom of bob's paper & smirks as the flames travel upwards*
”
A thimble of water please
Originally Posted by chinchin:
“Waaaaaaaaaaah! *sobs* That nasty Sr is bullying me fb!!!”
“Waaaaaaaaaaah! *sobs*
That nasty Sr is bullying me fb!!!”
No she's not
*grabs Chin & slaps senseless*
Originally Posted by farmer bob:
“No she's not
*grabs Chin & slaps senseless*”
“No she's not
*grabs Chin & slaps senseless*
”
*Runs off bawling to find Rugby man*
Originally Posted by chinchin:
“Waaaaaaaaaaah! *sobs* That nasty Sr is bullying me fb!!!”
“Waaaaaaaaaaah! *sobs*
That nasty Sr is bullying me fb!!!”
*tuts* Yeah right!
Originally Posted by farmer bob:
“A thimble of water please
”
“A thimble of water please
”
It's only sold by the bottle!
Originally Posted by farmer bob:
“No she's not
*grabs Chin & slaps senseless*”
“No she's not
*grabs Chin & slaps senseless*
”
*sniggers & hands over a bottle of water on the house*
Originally Posted by chinchin:
“*Runs off bawling to find Rugby man*”
“*Runs off bawling to find Rugby man*
”
*tuts* big girls blouse! ROLLEYES
Originally Posted by Scots rool:
“
*sniggers & hands over a bottle of water on the house*”
“
*sniggers & hands over a bottle of water on the house*
”
Such generosity!!!
Morning fb
Originally Posted by twassington:
“Such generosity!!!
Morning fb”
“Such generosity!!!
Morning fb
”
You can keep yer beak out! Yer turning into Eddy the Crook!
Good morning everyone.
Beautiful words. Thank you for posting, SR.
Originally Posted by Scots rool:
“PLEASE WEAR A POPPY Don Crawford
"Please wear a poppy," the lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she's pinned in on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "This is Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you see.
"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
and became a man - as you will, too.
"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said, Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so please don't cry.
"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.
"Till at last, at last, the war was won-
And that's why we wear a poppy son."
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"
A tear rolled down each faded check;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!
And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember - and give!”
“PLEASE WEAR A POPPY Don Crawford
"Please wear a poppy," the lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she's pinned in on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "This is Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you see.
"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
and became a man - as you will, too.
"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said, Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so please don't cry.
"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.
"Till at last, at last, the war was won-
And that's why we wear a poppy son."
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"
A tear rolled down each faded check;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!
And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember - and give!”
Beautiful words. Thank you for posting, SR.
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