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Post by Jazz on Oct 30, 2011 23:33:09 GMT 1
.......pandemonium broke out, chairs and tables were overturned, glasses, bottles were flying all over the place.....one of the women present lapsed from her usual London accent into a broad Irish accent complete with some choice Irish expletives! Fortunately no one was hurt and one of the men in the group, bearded, and quite handsome in his own way said in a commanding manner "Calm down, Calm down everybody". And calm down they did until..........
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2011 9:59:07 GMT 1
.............Two Doormen arrived at the table identically dressed like oversized Mr Smith rejects from the Matrix. "Oot, the lot of yea, noo!", one of them said in a broad Geordie accent. "Yah oopsettin the uther punters." the second bouncer said. "Divent want nee mare bother so just leave now, quietly!". Lombard grinned again and finished his drink, 'This should be interesting!', he thought and settled back in his chair to watch..................
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Post by Jazz on Oct 31, 2011 10:40:21 GMT 1
......the group trooped out, quite chastened by the burly doormen....they were feeling a bit ashamed of themselves.....one of the group who had been knocking back "Blue Wicked" drinks all afternoon suggested that they should all shake hands and move somewhere else, another pub somewhere...........
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Post by Pollypeterborough on Nov 2, 2011 21:00:48 GMT 1
Some where near a swimming pool one of the group said as it is a very hot day and i have a liking to a Tommy steele now and a .........
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Post by Jazz on Nov 3, 2011 0:05:30 GMT 1
......Marty Wilde so it's down to Byker and Peggy Sues Bar on Shields Road....it's a canny joint.....live music sometimes....juke box with aaaall the 50's, 60's and some 70's stuff on......nee swimming pool.....,used to be one on Chillingham Road but not now.....let's go to the hop.........
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Post by Pollypeterborough on Nov 3, 2011 1:52:09 GMT 1
.... HOP he thought and the man just hop and skip has he always did when he had 5 or 6 pints as he sat down pulling out a reflector for his bicycle. and off he went to see if.........
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Post by Jazz on Nov 3, 2011 13:05:01 GMT 1
.........his return ticket to Egypt was still valid and could he fly from Newcastle airport direct to Cairo or would he have to make a detour......security was pretty tight now at airports, he thought worriedly....would he make it through the check in desk?..........
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Post by Pollypeterborough on Nov 3, 2011 14:19:52 GMT 1
...... B****r just has he had thought he was stopped from checking in he had no cardboard to wrap his bicycle in, taking of his reflector and brake blocks as they are hard to find in Cairo.
then a thought popped in to his head should i consider .........
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Post by Jazz on Nov 3, 2011 18:16:52 GMT 1
........cycling there overland......get the DFDS ferry from North Shields to Amsterdam then.......
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Post by Banshee on Nov 6, 2011 13:41:55 GMT 1
hello dad i see the sex change went well..... That was perfect skint. Excellent ending to the tale! ;D It made me laugh out loud. |
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Post by Jazz on Nov 6, 2011 17:47:00 GMT 1
How about somebody starting another one.....another tale that is....a more imaginative one with twists & turns, ups & downs..........like what life is like, sort of thing?
Any takers or starters, rather?! ;D
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Post by Pollypeterborough on Nov 6, 2011 19:24:38 GMT 1
I just happened to be out walking one winters night it was cold and snowing, i happened to look a round and in the snow i saw with a chill running down my back, and i could not believe what i was seeing there in the dark was a ..........
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Post by Jazz on Nov 6, 2011 19:45:12 GMT 1
........small elfin like creature with large glowing eyes, he or it, was dressed in green. As I stared, the creature spoke.........
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2011 20:01:10 GMT 1
Beneath the writer's high-top desk was a coal stove, used to dry the ink as fast as possible. The Chronicler looked down at the blank sheet spread out in front of him and smiled. Where to begin, that most diffcult of all places for any new codex. How did the events which transpired actually start? What characters emerged first or are the most crucial to mention? How important is the time line? "Ah!", he sighed. Gathering his thoughts he again looked at the page before him. Finally the moment arrived and picking up his pen began to write...........
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Post by Jazz on Nov 6, 2011 23:21:00 GMT 1
.......Once upon a time there was a land of gloom and doom, occasionally lightened by dramatic episodes, these occasionally were brief and involved the tribal elements of the country. One of these tribes was.........
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