tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409047178732830642.post5362732426026214759..comments2023-09-28T16:25:54.564+01:00Comments on Better get out of the field, Mabel: shall i manage your expectations for you sir?grapecathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11166391936065401979noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409047178732830642.post-79327009077295837152008-11-05T15:13:00.000+00:002008-11-05T15:13:00.000+00:00he did once say to us "do you fancy a bit of chees...he did once say to us "do you fancy a bit of cheese" and we nearly wet ourselves....grapecathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11166391936065401979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409047178732830642.post-63781575717565570062008-11-05T14:50:00.000+00:002008-11-05T14:50:00.000+00:00Madam,This simply will not do.I demand witty cynic...Madam,<BR/>This simply will not do.<BR/>I demand witty cynicisms posthaste!<BR/>***<BR/>Glad you have a few days to relax a bit...does Uncle L like Wensleydale cheese too? I'd be giggling like a 4 year old if I had my very own uncle Wallace...like when comeone I met in Whitby said "crikey!", when talking about the foxhunt over tea. I grinned and grinned...Geosominhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15729167937433295927noreply@blogger.com