Lil's Bar

Will make sure I always carry a cold implement in my pocket along with my fob watch...

Pete and gramps have already put their names down for a bed-bath, nellie!

pete .....my toy boy sez hi.. ....

Nellie is feeling rather shell shocked she is taking on the role of a district nurse,in my new role I will be emulating a likeness to Gladys Emmanuel from open all hours,I shall be making home visits ....you have been warned...I may turn up on a doorstep in a town near you....

Pete ...when you next see her, please give her a big squeeze...and a warm hug from me. Take good care of gramps. He can so easily be led by the likes of Ella

Have a good time Soop go easy on the ale....Nellie must be a little 'tied up' with her toyboy

It warms my heart to hear that you're all feeling perky...who is perky by the way? I'm concerned that Nellie hasn't been in to mess tidy up the bar. Sadly, over the next few days, I won't be calling in for my usual tipple. Mr soop and I are off to sample the fine ales of the county of Rutland. Bet that the bar ladies aren't a patch on our luscious Lil... and, any old codgers Romeos propping up the bar, will pale into insignificance compared with gramps and Pete.

I've just popped in to return gramps' mulberry coloured toilet cleaner that he left in the church last night. Unfortunately, I've cleaned the loo with a bottle of merlot

gramps What are you doing up at that ungodly hour?
I hope you haven't been visiting Lil's back room again?? Has Pete been leading you astray?
soop will give you a dressing down if you're lucky not careful!

Where's nellie gone, not seen her for a few days, I hope she's not hungover.

Pete, it's only one of those chocolate monies that fell down the loo at Christmas and we salvaged it!

My pleasure Ella as always
Gramps Your 'Bob-a-Job' could come in handy when Soop gets the Vet's bill for the pink pussy feral cat...

Soop, bless you for a lovely Lady - you certainly bolster up an old mans ego!

gramps Whatever you were, you still are, and always will be...and that's the way we like you...

I WAS A bOY sCOUT. tRAINED TO BE READY FOR ANYTHING(?)
and to do a good deed every day. (whether you want one or not!)

Oh dear, Ella, it appears that plumes are in the news. Richard Burton's reminiscences, tell of a rather grand gathering, at which the Duchess of Windsor wore a plume in her hair. Apparently, the merrier she became, the more outrageous her antics and the plume finished up trailing in a guest's soup and getting up a VIP's nose. Hilarious!
And, yes, our Pete pays a good deal of attention to the well-being of all the laydees. Gramps must be a good influence after all.

I have to say Pete, you really are very reliable! Always there when one of us needs you

Large one for Ella coming up.......

I'm sure Pete can oblige with your first request, Ella - as for that plume, I did warn you.....

Well, I'm back and I certainly need a large one and some advice from Lil!
My feather plume is totally limp and half my sequins got stuck on some dancers cheek!
Never again!

Soop

Gramps I'm sure Nellie is aware !!

Pete and gramps My Rory wouldn't venture into Lil's bar. He's much too proud and far too fussy. He's on manoeuvres on yonder rugged, wind-swept Scottish hills. Mind you, just as soon as he realises that he has to hunt and catch his own food, he'll be back for supper and a cosy sleep-over in his personal apartment.

That feral cat must be Nell's. It lounges in the bar all day - 'cept when it's gettin' under yer feet!
It got a good dose of the paint too - What will Nel say when she finds out that she's got a pink pussy!!

Oh Pete, I was going to meet Lil, but I'm feeling a bit on the pink side - have you got any paint stripper, turps or vodka. I must get some clean clothes too.
Whose washing is that on next door's line? It looks like my size, but I don't fancy the bright red bloomers!!

Where did that ruddy moggie go? Is it the one that pinches the cheese off yer plate before you can get yer fork into it? (the cheese, not the cat!)