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I’m partial to a Panama hat myself.
Very Lecter-esque.. And the venerable Doctor is a hero of mine.I do have a multitude of baseball caps and beanies, but out of respect for my sophisto-bros I shall avoid elaboration.
Now that we’ve all discussed the rules of when to wear our best bib and tucker (although I’m more confused than I was) and since the ladies of the JC branch of the W.I always seem to employ guerrilla tactics and raid our gaff anyways, it might be a good idea to have an official ladies’ day.
We just need to get some half-pint glasses, sweep the dirt under the bear skin rug that Grand Master Words shot on safari and put a sign on the broom cupboard to make a makeshift ladies’ powder room. Oh, we might have to hold Panda back, we all know that she might kick off a bit, but other than that… Or is this a bad a idea?
Well said Brother Rusty.
Give that man a Harrumph!!!Actually.. Now that you mention it.. There’s a concept we Irish males (and females for that matter) have never been truly able to fathom.
That being the phenomenon of the “half” when it comes to anything involving alcohol.
Indeed ask an Irish barman for any such thing and he will stare at you blankly with a curiously vacant expression.
In saying that, he may indeed look at you this way regardless, but this concept of “halves” is ludicrous.. And particularly villainous when applied to “men”. I do wince when I hear Ken Barlow order one in The Rovers. Bring back poor old Jack Duckworth, God rest his Soul.Anyway, sorry to be harping on.. I’m off for a pint…
A PINT I tell you!!I think we should install a turkish bath and a steam room.
I could do with one right now.
:?
@boojangle wrote:
*pops head round door*
Nah ….. !!!me too. Bunch of poofs.
. . . . .darns extremely faded copy of ‘Under Siege’ . . . . . whilst muttering that Gielgud was just BORN for that role.
Tonight I shall be mostly tipping ash from my clay pipe on to heads of fire-warmed acolytes.
Well . . . . . it is Friday after all.Good thread, chapsticks x
8)
<~~ too timid to venture into the veritable lions' den … however, would just like to send a missive stating:
Men who wear hats are adorable.
Uh huh 8)
@simplysu wrote:
<~~ too timid to venture into the veritable lions' den … however, would just like to send a missive stating:
Men who wear hats are adorable.
* dons a balaclava (best i could do at short notice), grips a rose betwixt me teeth, fills one of the new half pint glass with lady beer (i.e. 1 part timothy taylors to two parts Robinson’s Lemon Cordial), hands it to simply su, conjure up my best Leslie Phillips imitation and says…. Ding Dong!*
I fancy her.
I’d give her one I would.Sir Robert Charlton never found a reason for a hat, and could rebound a 35 yard thunder missile off a crossbar while snoringly drunk on mere pop. Sir Missus Combover used to have the greatest fun with that apparently, and we await her memoirs.
Unless it was the wrong time of the month when she was just a red devil . . . . . . . .
@rusty trawler wrote:
@simplysu wrote:
<~~ too timid to venture into the veritable lions' den … however, would just like to send a missive stating:
Men who wear hats are adorable.
* dons a balaclava (best i could do at short notice), grips a rose betwixt me teeth, fills one of the new half pint glass with lady beer (i.e. 1 part timothy taylors to two parts Robinson’s Lemon Cordial), hands it to simply su, conjure up my best Leslie Phillips imitation and says…. Ding Dong!*
You’re adorable enough without the hat!
Switch the lady beer for a glass of full-bodied red … and lose the rose (hate them!)
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