Alright alright you can have an update you hags.

Yay ! I've missed your posts :D:D:D

Better off without the farrier - he'd never have time to shoe your horses so whats the point !

Your dad sounds like mine :D My husband gets on very well with my dad but I know that he's still terrified of him even after 16 years :D (and yes, my dad also has a shotgun licence ;:p)
 
This has made my day!! The one and only Starzaan is back and on great form.

You have been greatly missed and so have the wild stories of all your exploits. Every time I see Nigella I think of you!
 
She can rummage around in my fridge with her grubby hands any day!

And pringles tube... why did I not think of that? I ended up weeing on the loo, hunched over, and holding a magazine at a jaunty angle to hide my bottom from the window cleaner.


My middle name is alluring.



:rolleyes: Hmmm, wasn't you under an alias was it that did the 'accident whilst in the bath, vaggy irrigation' in SB a little while ago was it ?..............

Actually, thinking about it I don't think for one moment you'd use an alias ;)
 
:rolleyes: Hmmm, wasn't you under an alias was it that did the 'accident whilst in the bath, vaggy irrigation' in SB a little while ago was it ?..............

Actually, thinking about it I don't think for one moment you'd use an alias ;)

I certainly would not.

I would post photos and everything.
 
By the way, how is the stunning Roy boy doing. (quickly getting this on to a horsey theme so TFC doesn't wisk this off to some obsure forum)
 
Im heaven now!!!! This has made my day!
I need to know how all your neddies are and how your woofywiggledoggy is and. and. and...everything!!!!!xx
 
Thank GOD you're back, you always cheered me up no end and I really need it atm. My laptop is now well acquainted with galaxy cookie crumble, it says thank you :p
 
here she is with those morags ;)

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Pin anyone ??
 
Oooh my I laughed so much at this I did a little wee... :o

*saunters off to stalk previous Starzaan posts...*
 
Good grief - I go out to do the nags for a couple of hours and you lot all go mental on my post!

Um, phwoar, Nigella's quivering morags. I want to rest my head on them and have a little sleepy.


I am a little bit in love with the handyman who is employed by the estate the soldier and I live on.

He's from St. Helena, is about 5'5", smokes a LOT of weed while he works, talks to his chickens in an entirely inapropriate way, is covered in gang tattoos, and gets all up in your grill when he's talking to you, but he's so LOVELY. I just did a massive crash with the wheelbarrow (too busy dancing to Stevie Wonder and not concentrating on the set of steps that were fast approaching, hence near death experience and one flat tyre) and he scuttled over to fix it for me.


He then started telling me all about the time he stole a tank.


He's such a lad.
 
well?????? you can't leave us hanging....we need to know more about chickenlittle stealing a tank.


*props morags on desk infront of computer waiting for the chickenlittletankthievingstory*

At the age of nineteen, he did what all young men do (apparently) and nicked a tank.

I'm not entirely sure how... but I'm sure he could be a stealthy little bugger if he needed to.... sneakier than a chicken wrapped in a duvet...

and then he drove it to the only airport on St Helena, drove it down the runway, and got arrested.


Then I ran away for fear of hearing some hideous tale of how or why he got his first gang tattoo...
 
blinking bananas.... what on earth is a gang tattoo? I have scary images about what that could be...
 
Jealous much, I would literally have to lie face down on the hob to stand any chance of burning my moragless morags:D
Sounds like a job for your sexy soldier and the sudocrem.
 
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