RIGHT, that's IT, I'm hanging up my wellies.

I KNOW he's yummy you absolute spanner! Hence the shameless slagging it about in nipple tassles...

Nono... I am going to be all ice cold and pretend that my lovely mechanic is as lovely as he is.

Poor mechanic. He really is lovely... he just doesn't make my insides do squishy flippy abouty things :D
 
But you know as soon as you accept the offer from the mechanic (very useful chap to have around btw) gorgeous sexy farrier will ask you out. Sods Law.

Will mechanic man appreciate the welly dance and TG's morag thingys?
 
My computer is going mental and just posted that twice. Dear god... even the COMPUTER wants this to work. :D

IF he does ask me out, I will have to dig a hole and climb into it. Sod's Law is a BAD LAW. I cannot continue to kill myself with grape overdoses.... so I shall attempt to move on and get my car fixed!!

My welly dancing extravaganza is only for Mr Fit. Nobody else (well, actually, it's for you lot if I ever get swept off my mounting block!). SO it shall remain undanced until I require it for farrier seduction once more....
 
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Binky you raging pessimist!! I am NOT going to fail!! I am merely going to wait for my NOT FAILING to happen in its own time.

Thank you very much miss glass-isn't-half-empty-it's-actually-completely-dry-and-i-smashed-it!!!

Cor blimes.




Fail indeed.


HAH! :D
 
My initial plan was to invite him to a terribly classy champagne and fish and chips moment that I'm having on Friday to celebrate taking over my new yard...

Why not invite them both so you can check out the competition and see how sort of 'sort of' actually is?
 
Hahaa! Cavalier how devious! But sadly, we know that "sort of" basically means "yes"... so no invites there.

He's more than welcome to rock up of his own accord... but he won't as he hasn't got a clue where it is yet!

And Binky... "podium dancing on rubber mats"?! I think I need a demonstration!!!
 
How mean of you.

Blah blah blah with the fire of a thousand suns and all that jazz!

I definitely need a manly man - gay Henry is currently trying to tell my puppy off for eating two cartons of apple juice and opening a bag of cous cous on the sofa... it's not working. Great Danes called Gollum don't understand flouncing.
 
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