General Chat

In Llangyridr, heading south. Should reach Beaufort by suppertime !!

Spent a restless night with a flock of nervous sheep, where my stretched onsie's feet at least came in useful.

Also now have a quite fetching woollen codpiece to keep out the worst of the chill.

Was almost knocked down near Brecon though, some strange guy in a Roller that was being chased by a Wickerman who was wearing red panties!!!
Shortly before that, some 'local' called Beth (I think) tried to flog me bulls pizzle for a fiver!! When I explained I didn't have any batteries, he wandered off muttering.... Funny people around here....

In hindsight, I should have gone back to Pwll' and picked up that nice car I'd borrowed. Still, someone else can probably make use of it now - left the keys in for Sue, but obviously that was a wasted effort......

Might try thumbing a lift,though not really dressed for it !! :-D :-D :-D

Call in Mr Daff, you going to come past me at some stage :-D

Hubby always has the kettle ready for a cuppa.
Don't drink tea myself , but he can do a good coffee brew too :-)

Note ....( he does the hot beverages )..there's always cold available too !

Beth is a ladies name, MrD. Men's names include Pugh (pronounced pwy) and Sid (who sits in the North and should in the south).

I think it might be brother of Dai Pipi-yn-y-Gwely. He is an old chap known as Bert Keene-Galloo. Very easy to mishear Bert for Beth if you have red knickers stuffed in your ears.

Started a socks thread elsewhere. Just shows that we need to copywrite all of this. Goats, knickers, socks, sheep and bushes are what made Sue's thread what it is today :-D :-D

Beth is indeed a ladies name, but the old guy was mumbling and spluttering a bit, and the quivering sheep was not helping, adding the odd bleat or two. Perhaps I just caught the beginning of a sentence ? Maybe it could have been the beginning of 'bethesda fod yn drugarog' - who knows?.....maybe Sue has opened her package now and that may give a clue ???
:-D ;-)

this thread started as quite a serious debate about language,we all had our say,and then someone had the bright idea to turn it into a funny banter thread..

ive found this thread very amusing and quite tiring at times,what with my journey to Bangor and sleeping in a layby ,and although ive suffered from terrible nightmares where im getting chased through the valleys by a goat wearing red frilly drawers,its all been good.

so i thank you all for giving me a laugh,its been a nice change :-D

Suzanne, during my recent sojourn on the Brecon's, I came across a skimpy pair of red nether garments, with hearts stitched into the gusset ((though I must admit, I didn't investigate too closely as there was a rather belligerent ram staring me out as said garment appeared to be attached to 'one of his flock' ) :-S
If they be yours, I know where they are !! ?? ;-)

heaven help us....I bet she has joined the GR writers club......there will be no stopping her now :-(

take me to them MRDAFF

My dogs eaten most of mine,(he has a knicker problem.i blame his age)

:-D :-D :-D

I agree Susan - she certainly has a very vivid imagination and is obviously a first-class goatie teller (aka porkie, depending where you are) :-S ;-) :-D

I agree Sue Suzannes and Mr Daffs posts have been very funny and a good laugh to read others just dont seem to cut the mustard, where as the previous said trio have worked off each others post, and worked together in unison, one other hasnt and just ignored them and going off on a different direction with his own agenda so waste of time reading his, unfunny and not relevant :-D

*Rolls eyes* - and, there's me, been trying to cut the mustard ALL evening ;-) :-D

Don't think Hayley is talking about you, Walter!!

You have been very funny imho :-D ;-)

John, you've made me laugh before I head for my bed :-D :-D :-D

try harder Wend :-D

you"ll make it in the end :-D

you could help me write my book, its titled TAKING TEA WITH ROBIN THE BARD ON THE ROAD TO PWLLHELI. its going to be a best seller in wales,translated to scouse when the money starts rolling in. :-D

My next book CATCHING CRABS IN CONWAY. will also be a bestseller,bring back a lot of memories for people in liverpool during their summer holidays without their parents...

jump on board now,this is going to be universal and im going to be really rich some day. :-D

You little liar, Suzanne. Liar, liar, pants on fire.

I wouldn't banter with you on any thread if I did not know how wealthy you are. I know how familiar you are with your next door VIP neighbours and was working on an invitation to baby's christening :-) ;-)

Books would be good, and Scouse cultural funding is quite attractive. But it will only be pin money (like Fergie's books).

Sweet dreams :-D :-D :-D

WILL TRY AND GET YOU AN INVITE WHEN I NEXT SEE KATE IN TESCO..

:-D :-D :-D

Hell's ding dongs :-|

I am in my pit with the pony trying to get some rest. I haven't found my crampons THAT'S CRAMPONS not a typo. So I havent been able to get up to the top of the garden yet to investigate the mystery package but boy there's a pong and what appears to be a blue haze hanging around the bucket I chucked it in.

It'll have to wait till tomorrow when Llewelyn the pony and I have had some sleep. Why he insists on my side of the bed gawd knows. Probably because my pillows are softer. Plus the sodding canary will not shut up :-( I suppose he's just happy he is still sitting on his perch and not eating sawdust.

Mind you he may not be for much longer if I poke him with my crutch

;-)

Right, I am going to get back into bed no doubt to dream of aged on archdruid wearing anti crutch netting, red lacy thongs, holding up a spar store armed with a bara brick. Personally I think he looks plain stupid shoving a plastic aldi bag in her face and screaming "fill it with veg before you get a wallop with my brick, that's BRICK.

Tomorrow the secret of the package may be revealed. That is if it doesn't creep down and envelopes the house tonight and I find it contains a shed load of maniacal long dead pirates....hang on....no that's The Fog.

Suzanne. Expect a lot of people will be upset at your familiarity with Kate.

What you omit to say is that you look after her car and stop the scaggies from nicking it. And you are forever lending things to her when she runs out of milk, sugar, tea etc. ;-) And all she gives you are red items with hearts on them :-D

JOHN

I CANT EVEN LOOK AFTER MY OWN CAR NEVER MIND ANYONE ELSES

KATES KNICKERS WOULD NEVER FIT ME,HAVE YOU SEEN HOW SKINNY SHE IS,IM NOT FAT,BUT HER KNICKS WOULDNT EVEN COVER ONE CHEEK.

john
im very happy that your funny playful and happy side ,seems to be coming out on these funny banter threads,theres more to being a boring old fart that went to uni in Bangor in 1066 oh sorry 1966 :-D

i also went to uni in Bangor,but im not a boring old fart am i? :-D <3