So last night was nostalgia night,us against the jerry,there were ration books,pictures of churchill,Union Flags ,Stars and Stripes and the French Tricolour(tricolor) for American readers.
Cabbage ,carrots,and shepherds pie,with cherry pie and custard, which was the best bit,( though I think Edward Boffin got more custard than me ), the main raffle prize was a litre of whisky,and Sir George won it,rumour has it that he took it to bed and cradled it all night like a baby,though his dear lady wife,may have prised it from his rigid grip this morning.
Sheila won a tea towel,which looks to me as though it would make a nice recycled WI raffle prize,we drove home in a deluge ,and watched a terrible film for a while ,which one of us could'nt hear,and the other could'nt understand,eventually giving up the ghost and retiring to bed,sans cocoa and hot water bottles.
It was a rather entertaining act,and in particular the lady singer who did a Marlene Deitrich impersonation,the basso profondo bit of the song did cause some merriment on the part of some of us,which was frowned upon a little by others,in fact I am almost sure I heard Sir George telling me to behave.
Edward Boffin who is planning a French trip avec caravan,refused point blank to accept my order for duty free wine,claiming that he only had enough room for his own needs , during the bowling on Tuesday next I shall try to convince him otherwise,and possibly enlist Ian Le Blade to back me up,if my old pal Moshe is reading this ,it was a little like the "Two Pools Rooney"episode in Cyprus,I think Gina may remember that incident,I refer to Maurice trying to enlist a local gentleman of leisure a Mr. Bernard Rooney, in the cleaning of a pool ,at a villa owned by Moshe's friend,a complete failure of course,the gentleman cried out in anguish"I Can't possibly clean two pools,I have my own to look after"leaving Moshe the unwanted job of cleaning the pool,which we were making full use of in his friends absence, the request at the time seemed a little cheeky,and with the passage of time became an in joke with our two families.
Graham
2 comments:
Watching a terrible film sounds a bit better if you're not able to hear it, or understand it. I've watched a few of them at 3 a.m. I'm going deaf in one ear, so I can't hear the tv, and I can't turn it up cuz MT is sleeping.
All this talk of custard leaves me watering at the mouth.
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