JM Where are you?

Dear God...

Please make JM see the folly of his ways and stop turning us all green. Toads were ment to live in Halls in fiction not fact.

Please let me grow a few more acres to my paddock and another stable so Simsar can visit. If you could possibly shave a few years off of the old boys age and a few meters off of my backside that would be fantastic then we could join in with the fun!

Let Rosie and Claires hearts be full of forgiveness for the impertinance of those who judge us all and let them feel the fresh air in their lungs with out the need hollar out as they send JM off as the quarry in punishment for his abandonment.

Thank you God... you won't see me on Sunday but I promise to dust behind the radiators before the year is out and ask the drama group to remove the words pi** and ar** from their latest script which I am sure you will enjoy when they bring the stage in.

Much love and big hugs
P
 
Paddydou,

excellent!

J_M, the peasants are revolting. Your fairly fickle fans will abandon you, be warned! Swanning off to the mountains (non British) isn't on, and with no warning!! You will have ground to make up!

Alec.
 
Paddydou,

excellent!

J_M, the peasants are revolting. Your fairly fickle fans will abandon you, be warned! Swanning off to the mountains (non British) isn't on, and with no warning!! You will have ground to make up!

Alec.

ALEC we are not peasants you cheeky sod! But yes a tad fickle!
 
ALEC we are not peasants you cheeky sod! But yes a tad fickle!

Excuse me! My great great (possibly another great or two) grandfather was there as an Admiral no less, at Trafalgar no less! We have ships in HRH Navy named after family members, Streets, and a small village somewhere obscure named after relatives! One of my uncles has hob nobbed with members of the Royal family, another owns what can only be called a true Manor house...

Peasants indeed...

Fickle ok, broke most of the time I accept, but peasants! Hurmph. Just because one chooses a life style that causes bank managers to gasp in horror does not mean that one is a partridge stealing poacher!

I pronounce my H's I will have you know Mr Swan even if my english lessons were spent looking out of the window day dreaming of open fields and fresh air!
 
Alec Swan bashing - the new form of entertainment for Huntresses countrywide. Particularly good for those missing their ol' temprimental anti the anti's mucker known as Judgemental (fear not he does not wear PVC tights like Judge Dread except on special occasions). This form of entertainment comes into full force when one Mr Swan, cheekily grins and makes a remark he knows will get him a through thrashing. Thus it can be good fun for spectators. The huntresses usually hold big long sticks and take swipes at Mr Swan before he gives up and goes to ground. While holed up he will snigger to himself at the chaos he has caused and awaits JM upon his return... if all goes quiet for a moment he will wind up the Huntresses with comments carefully contrived to cause maximum impertinance within their faternity. See also "JM bashing" on page....

Good Night and God Bless
 
OH BUGGER!!

Me and my big mouth!! The responses have become ever stronger!! HA!

In my defence, Paddydou, the fact that a distant relative, of yours, was a bit of a butterfly, cuts no ice. Sorry.

Sadly there is nowhere that carries my family name, and there's a good reason for that. It was changed by deed poll, and I was actually named after a pub (the truth!), which probably explains a great deal! Unless, of course, you consider a pub to be worthy!!

Pronouncing our Hs "Don't mean narthen", every one in Norfolk does that. We forget our Ts on occasions, but never our Hs! and Clarkson is wrong, we stopped pointing at passing cars, back in the 70s,,,,,,or possibly shortly afterwards!

As for Royal connections, I was once described by a member of the Royal Family, as "Quite good company". "QUITE good?" I enquired, and the laughter made my day.

The only thing of which I can be certain about money, is that I've never got enough of it, and to that end, I'm now going out to earn (or scheme) a drop more! My Bank Manager is the most irritating and pompous idiot that I have yet to meet. He keeps lending me money, I suppose, in the vain hope that he'll one day get it back!

Anyway, it's all J-M's fault. He's not here, so we'll blame him!

Alec.
 
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Alec Swan bashing - the new form of entertainment for Huntresses countrywide. Particularly good for those missing their ol' temprimental anti the anti's mucker known as Judgemental (fear not he does not wear PVC tights like Judge Dread except on special occasions). This form of entertainment comes into full force when one Mr Swan, cheekily grins and makes a remark he knows will get him a through thrashing. Thus it can be good fun for spectators. The huntresses usually hold big long sticks and take swipes at Mr Swan before he gives up and goes to ground. While holed up he will snigger to himself at the chaos he has caused and awaits JM upon his return... if all goes quiet for a moment he will wind up the Huntresses with comments carefully contrived to cause maximum impertinance within their faternity. See also "JM bashing" on page....

Good Night and God Bless

and it's not the first time, either, though generally with mixed fortunes!! I do enjoy your posts, Paddy!!

Alec.
 
Isn't it howdy now??

Oh no that was just me visiting the colonies.

Never ceases to amaze me how the British abroad can be more British than the British - especially if they hunt in the States.

It has all the potential for a really good book. One thinks, could one do a really good 'Jilly Cooper' type book about the British in America - trust me some are very naughty - On the other hand one could write about British hunting society in the US - no don't think so - bored now.

Looking forward to my first morning's cubbing.

It's that getting up bit - never got used to it and never will - still, when the sun starts to just come up, the dew on the grass, the clean smell of the air, the cock crowing, and the quiet of the early morning -pure magic.
 
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Your soooooooooooo naughty upping and leaving like that then you piss off to some film set!

Well I am flattered that you care - film set - no not exactly - LOL. Although Middleburgh VA has it's share of hunters and huntresses who 'fancy' themsleves.

As for my 'mountain' ride - Blue Rinse brigade from Los Angeles. One might have had a Hollywood connection but nothing worth writing home about.

Just because I am 'back' I have to be careful because they, the colonials can read this - now who is the fickle one - of course moi.

They have the most wonderful post and rail fences around their fields and the whole field can jump wherever.
 
OH BUGGER!!

Me and my big mouth!! The responses have become ever stronger!! HA!

In my defence, Paddydou, the fact that a distant relative, of yours, was a bit of a butterfly, cuts no ice. Sorry. Butterfly? Butterfly? if it were not for him we would be typing in French right now! if you thought spelling in English was bad enough...

Sadly there is nowhere that carries my family name, and there's a good reason for that. It was changed by deed poll, and I was actually named after a pub (the truth!), which probably explains a great deal! Unless, of course, you consider a pub to be worthy!! Depends on the pub really... Show off just because none of us have pubs named after us. If you think changing you name to that of a pub is a tad strange you need to speak to a lawyer who will tell you that when it comes to name change reasons your local pub is actually quite tame... *Writes must try harder Mr Swan in the margin*

Pronouncing our Hs "Don't mean narthen", every one in Norfolk does that. We forget our Ts on occasions, but never our Hs! and Clarkson is wrong, we stopped pointing at passing cars, back in the 70s,,,,,,or possibly shortly afterwards! I pronouce ALL of my vowels and constanants! you may have stopped pointing but I bet your still sniffing new blood - actually can't say much about that as I know a few that do that as well... Darn it argument is loosing weight here!

As for Royal connections, I was once described by a member of the Royal Family, as "Quite good company". "QUITE good?" I enquired, and the laughter made my day. Well what can I say? *Abriviates Must try harder to MTH in the margins... back to the pub then...

The only thing of which I can be certain about money, is that I've never got enough of it, and to that end, I'm now going out to earn (or scheme) a drop more! My Bank Manager is the most irritating and pompous idiot that I have yet to meet. He keeps lending me money, I suppose, in the vain hope that he'll one day get it back! My bank manager was lovely last time I looked - Imagine a weasel thats sort of stopped with a smile on his face... Still he is new so time will take its toll on his youthful ways! Still better than the old haridan we had before

Anyway, it's all J-M's fault. He's not here, so we'll blame him! here here!

Alec.

best go read the rest of the thread now!
 
One thinks, could one do a really good 'Jilly Cooper' type book about the British in America - trust me some are very naughty.

It's that getting up bit - never got used to it and never will - still, when the sun starts to just come up, the dew on the grass, the clean smell of the air, the cock crowing, and the quiet of the early morning -pure magic.

Lets just not mention the watermelons then shall we? In retrospect it probably wasn't a good idea but at the time it served its purpose and got the job done. Just because men in uniform didn't aprichiate the irorny of the occasion doesn't mean to say it was that naughty now does it... no one was actually harmed, most throughly enjoyed the occasion and still smile about it now.

I love getting up and watching the world come to life! Even better if I am on the back of a horse or out with the dogs and not having to go into the office!

Poor JM where the Blue rinsers terrible? Did they have silocone where it really shouldn't be? I am sure you met some wonderful folks and being able to jump out and run away must have been handy! Still lets hope you have more "mountain" luck now your back in Blighty!
 
Lets just not mention the watermelons then shall we? In retrospect it probably wasn't a good idea but at the time it served its purpose and got the job done. Just because men in uniform didn't aprichiate the irorny of the occasion doesn't mean to say it was that naughty now does it... no one was actually harmed, most throughly enjoyed the occasion and still smile about it now.

I love getting up and watching the world come to life! Even better if I am on the back of a horse or out with the dogs and not having to go into the office!

Poor JM where the Blue rinsers terrible? Did they have silocone where it really shouldn't be? I am sure you met some wonderful folks and being able to jump out and run away must have been handy! Still lets hope you have more "mountain" luck now your back in Blighty!

Water melons??Could you elaborate PD?? Oregon is OK JM..did`nt see any of the blue rinse brigade there,lots of fishing for humongous salmon and "hunting" as they call it ..bagging game with a GUN for lordy`s sake!!
 
East Kent - Absolutly not - I shall allow your imagination to run wild it probably would never be able to come up with the water melon senario anyway... My best friend will never ever let me forget it and she only has to say the words to make me fall down giggling like a school girl! Its amazing that her parents ever forgave me - lucky that I am a loveable rouge really! All these years and the sight of one still makes me want to misbehave... Like an uncontrolable urge.... I am sure you understand!

Rosie - be nice! I am sure you are a lovely person but sometimes you can be rather critical of folk. I understand that you may not get on with everyone but for the purposes of a quiet life please can you try?

JM - more stories of your adventures please! We haven't all been sat here squabbling for no reason you know!
 
PD, JM and i have been communicating for a while-i am a lovely person,as you say.i dont suffer fools gladly and am a critical person, all in the genes!!

Now don't you go blaming your parents for being nice thats really out of sync with todays moralistic veiws you know! You will start a new movement and good folk of the country will become wary of walking down the street when they see teenagers in a line skirts and shirts with a broach at the collar. You have no idea of the revolution you could start with such comments! The terror you could be inflicting! The old folk in hoodies will be hiding away fearful to come out at night in case they are smiled at or blessed when they sneeze... The horror, the shame.... What ever next!

Poor JM - he really is going to be getting some stick isn't he. One little holiday and disaster! We shall have to set him a task to report back to us on. A deep undercover operation such as.... finding out what Alec's accountant friend said about the LACS annual report and accounts...
 
.... finding out what Alec's accountant friend said about the LACS annual report and accounts...

Apparently, it's being considered. Professionals wont be rushed. For them, I suspect ASAP means much the same thing as Inshallah, but lacks the degree of urgency.

I've been advised that just because it's in print, doesn't mean that it's necessarily so! I'm doing my best! I have no doubt that there will be a detailed report.

Alec.
 
Now don't you go blaming your parents for being nice thats really out of sync with todays moralistic veiws you know! You will start a new movement and good folk of the country will become wary of walking down the street when they see teenagers in a line skirts and shirts with a broach at the collar. You have no idea of the revolution you could start with such comments! The terror you could be inflicting! The old folk in hoodies will be hiding away fearful to come out at night in case they are smiled at or blessed when they sneeze... The horror, the shame.... What ever next!

Poor JM - he really is going to be getting some stick isn't he. One little holiday and disaster! We shall have to set him a task to report back to us on. A deep undercover operation such as.... finding out what Alec's accountant friend said about the LACS annual report and accounts...

haha-would liven things up a bit, i think JM can cope with any criticism, bless him.
 
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