Gareth - I do love you - but you make me laugh too much at times. Like avin anaccident... ...Mr Bronson would you please tell the one who feeds you to lay off whatever he is on now! For my sake?
Mr Bronson has learnt a new trick. He jumps up on a chair he's not allowed on and then jumps down when I get up to move him, just so he can lie down on my seat. Who said dogs aren't clever?!
When Eddie wants Merry's new furry foam bed, he goes to the door and asks to go out. When Miss Dippy joins him, he runs back and pinches her bed. When will she ever catch on?
I bet you cannot get voddie as cheap as you can here... ...such a shame I do not drink Ah... but...Tikki has learned a new trick. When she asks for brekki or dindins and it is definitely much to early, instead of saying "no" I just say "forty-two". I mean is that not the answer to everything?
"When Douglas Adams wrote The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, he added a central joke which has become more famous over the years than the novel itself: "The answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe and everything is 42." Geeks have since wasted years and massive effort trying to ascribe some deep, symbolic significance to the number and its occurrences." http://www.independent.co.uk/life-s...life-the-universe-and-everything-2205734.html So - when Tikva asks for anything out of time or out of the ordinary, my answer is Forty Two. Because "No" means "No" and "Forty Two" means... "NO". And the thing is that she understands the difference between the two. Do Not Ask Me Why.
Ah ok. Sorry, I'm not up on popular culture. I live in my own bubble and don't bother with stuff like facething and twatter! Can't be dealing with all the faceless fakeness!
Gareth - I have never read The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I do not do that facewotsit or twatter - or any of the other "gotta share this" photo and gossip stuff, but yes, the answer to everything that is not a usual No is, of course, "Forty Two". Just ask Tikva!
What better way to spend a dismal snowy afternoon than in the studio, writing a song about a Victorian Courtesan!
Gareth, I did once, I think, told you that I write "poetry". So give me a few suggestions [polite please] and the sort of music they should go in... ...and we could make our fortunes!
I guess both - I can write anything if I get a suggestion but as for types of music then you are the boss!
I had better wait until Tikki wakes up to ask her if she would be prepared to share her crate! Thought - if you are on the couch in the salon I can always hire a crate for Mr Bronson though.