Oh! Stop complaining, Harry!  Have a cake.

                    *hides*                        

There will now be a ten minute intermission, while Margs moves amongst the few patrons with the Hostess Trolley. Thank You.

(Brief intermission below).

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Thank you Harriet. *looks around for Margs*

Is there any garlic in that cake, because they seem to shove it in everything ? I don't like it. It's poisonous.

While I'm here, I am looking for a guitar tie. I'd like the knot to be the head, with the tie the neck, burgeoning out a-la-kipper style into the main body of the instrument.

If anyone sees one, could they buy it for me please, and I will give them the money ? *fat chance*

Turn my back for five minutes and the Bar is now a Shopping Mall. 

Checks for shoplifters.

Erm...got any socks, Harry? Blue if you can. Ta!

Cheers Harriet, that's just what I was looking for. Not the Sesame Street muppets though. Can I ask please, did you get it from T K Maxx ?

Because if you did, I don't want it. I have my reputation to think of you know. I was thinking more along the lines of Harrods or Liberty's. *sniffs*

I have a pair of Logs' old blue socks Willums, if they're any good to you. I use them for cleaning the fireplace and my brasses. With rubber gloves on of course. He wore them for six months without washing them, before I got them.

Very quiet in here tonight, well on here actually. It's like a Mausoleum. Is the sport obsessed BBC screening a football match perchance ?

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@electric*mayhem*band wrote:

Cheers Harriet, that's just what I was looking for. Not the Sesame Street muppets though. Can I ask please, did you get it from T K Maxx ?

Because if you did, I don't want it. I have my reputation to think of you know. I was thinking more along the lines of Harrods or Liberty's. *sniffs*

 

I have a pair of Logs' old blue socks Willums, if they're any good to you. I use them for cleaning the fireplace and my brasses. With rubber gloves on of course. He wore them for six months without washing them, before I got them.

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Thanks for the offer, Embsie, but would you mind too much if I declined? He used to wear those when he was a patient at my old surgery ~ cleared the waiting room in a flash he did. Phew!

Good morning, what's that smell, something like sweaty socks.

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@marg*e wrote:

Good morning, what's that smell, something like sweaty socks.

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Good morning, Margaret. 

That's today's lunch ~ the Chef's Surprise. Well everyone's really.  Can I book you a table?  

 I think Margs has been overcome at that generous offer. Not with pleasure, but horror and repulsion.

Sorry if I am disturbing anyone but did I perchance leave my bestest socks anywhere only I have a wedding to go to at the weekend and the missus is using my other pair as vases for the flowers I nicked  bought for her.

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@logbox wrote:

Sorry if I am disturbing anyone but did I perchance leave my bestest socks anywhere only I have a wedding to go to at the weekend and the missus is using my other pair as vases for the flowers I nicked  bought for her.

 

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Dear Mr Logbox.

A call was made to the Bomb Squad when a suspicious package was discovered in the skip outside the Bar. As a safety precaution the honking package was safely blown up and the area was again declared fit for humans. Unfortunately, it was raining little sock pieces after said explosion. Good luck with the barefoot wedding. The Management.

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@electric*mayhem*band wrote:

 I think Margs has been overcome at that generous offer. Not with pleasure, but horror and repulsion.

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Well logsie wolfed it down!    

  ..Dinner time..

Guess I will have to not bother washing my feet before the wedding and claim I have black socks on.

That food was a bit of alright, reminded me of the time we all went round Marges for tea, EMB ended up in horsepital because he ate to much and Doc was exposed as the charlatan when he passed out while taking his temperature.