'The 'Anyone For Tennis' July NSD Gang Go Camping on Wimbledon Common Challenge'

Nargleblast

Well, everybody, I know the wedding is off, but we still have a marquee full of food and booze, and of course The Good Ole Boys are ready to play, so no sense in letting all that go to waste. Come on, Igor, there's a tray of drinks needed for that table over there, and when you've done that, all the flowers and bunting need taking down in the chapel.....mine's a nectarine brandy when you're ready.....

Nargleblast

Oh marmichik! Little bit of gossip for you.... Igor was blubbing earlier about how he adored Tatty' s eyes, her hair, the way she could laugh and joke with him like "one of the boys.." Now, you know me, not to betray a confidence and all that, but I once walked into the bathroom not realising Tatty was coming out of the shower.....

Let's just say our friend Mr Scroggins is in for a surprise when he gets Tatty alone in their love nest.....

gothrockchic1

NSD No 11 today, helped a friend move and they paid for lunch! :j

Nargleblast

All right, own up! Which one of you rotters used the scissors on Hubert's control pants? Especially knowing he had double helpings of Sprout Vindaloo at lunchtime?

I'm outta here before the inevitable happens - I have an important assignation with a pyramid of 400 cupcakes.......

marmiterulesok

As marmite,heavily disguised with long chestnut locks,a tattoo or five,an atrocious Aussie accent and a serious chain smoking habit,walks quickly towards the connecting flight to Australia,she pauses to reflect on the events of the last few hours.

Tatty might have implied a few horrifying ideas in her letter ie that Igor might have a 'thing,yes a thing' for marmite,but she cunningly deduces that this is rubbish,some feeble excuse that Tatty has thrown together to make her getaway all the more easy.Igor is none the wiser to this ridiculous notion.
The only love he has,apart from Tatty,are his chef's knives,his latest cookbook '101 Winning Ways With Sprouts' and his precious things (rubber ducky,sock suspenders,his 'Boy Scout's Sexiest Knees 1943 gold medal).And now,sadly,he doesn't even have Tatty.
She takes a vow there and then that never again shall she belittle,refuse or hide in her napkin any of Igor's lovingly prepared fare.

marmite feels tears welling up as she thinks of her chums back at The Towers;batty Mrs Doyle,Cheffie (what was he planning to do with the cannon ball,she wonders...),Hubert (clueless but keen as mustard),the nsders:that big crowd of demented penny pinchers who are a laugh a minute......
even Igor,bereft,lovelorn,totally bonkers,but heyho,nobody's perfect.
With a detremined step,she rushes over to the ticket office to catch a flight back to NSD Towers....

marmiterulesok

Nargleblast wrote: »

Damn! And he was so fond of that chest wig.

If it's the last thing I do,I'll get Igor another ginger chest wig.

What I wouldn't do for a nice cuppa and a cupcake or five....'sigh'

trev79

9/15 for me!

Nargleblast

Ah, good, marmite you've back, ready to help clean up the mess after the wedding reception after the wedding that never was. Gawd, what have you done to your hair? Oh, it's a wig - don't let Igor see it, he's been looking in chest wig catalogues, and he might take a fancy to having one in a chestnut shade.

Where is everybody? No doubt sleeping in after the party - must say, Helga and her amazing dancing voles were the highlight of the evening!

marmiterulesok

Despite yesterday's calamity Z list non wedding,it's good to be back...My little corner of the sofa,my chipped mug,my purple and orange slippers with optional pom poms.
I never did get to be interviewed by 'Booger Off' magazine.It must mean that my 15 minutes has been put on hold.

What do you Nargle,that there are no cupcakes left?There were 400 of them?Hubert,mmm,yes....ok,fair enough.

Hubert however has to be hosed down,as he had an accident last night,after scarfing down extra portions of sprouts curry and deep fried cabbage leaves,plus all those cupcakes. :eek:
Any volunteers?

Igor,in the meantime,is busy over a bubbling pan of something or other...ah,what is that lovely smell...boiling sprouts...yummy.
He seems remarkably chipper for someone who's been left at the altar.Maybe it's just as well.

Knit_Witch

What the wedding didn't happen :eek::eek::eek: You go away for a week (and last year there was nice shiny internet in the apartment - this year it took them until Friday afternoon to sort out the problems and that was with Dr Witch's help :eek:) and all whatever lets loose!

Any how I am currently on 17 and 17 in a row as of last night :j:j:j, this means I aced my first target, slammed past my customary 2nd target of 15 and I am now working on my third target of 20 :beer: