Grand Christmas Ball....all welcome

Kraftwerk on the gramophone so we can stomp in our jewels and wellies

Designer handbags to dance around ?

Embarrassed now; I don't generally forget myself and over indulge like that. Sorry, everyone.

Oooooh. Is that egg nog? That'll settle my stomach beautifully.

Figs (syrup of ..)
scribbles may I suggest a spoonful or two?

Goodness me cherry. Please don’t give scribbles syrup of figs as well ?. We could be cleaning up all night!

Hard hats. In case of hailstones.?❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️

Infatuation. I think Lord L may be my new passion. He's gorgeous and I never could resist a man in lacy underwear. (Don't worry Lemon. I wouldn't dream of actually doing anything - er, you know. I'm shy and will hero worship from afar.)

Jealousy is a terrible thing.......I may have to come after you with Lord L’s shotgun Scribbles !?

Kippers. Hit her with kippers lemon it’s less dangerous and the smell will put him off ?

Lovely! Hit me with the kippers, Lemon. I just lurv a nice meaty kipper for my breakfast with a fried egg and some fresh bread & butter. Great stuff after a hard night's carousing.

Marmalade on toast for me if we’re giving breakfast orders.
Will the butler be serving in the dining room lemon

Mmmmmmm, many thanks but would rather save the kippers for another day ( waste not want not, as dear old nanny used to say.)

No, he will be busy serving me in the butler’s pantry.

Ooh you hussy (hope he washes his hands before he serves lunch ?)

Prosecco, then? Just a few bubbles for brekky if we can't have kippers?

Perhaps in the gallery with a gentle piano accompaniment to soothe our frazzled heads?

Queue for butler service here then. Two lots of kippers and Prosecco. Any musical requests scribbles?

Rolling Stones' Honky Tonk Women might fit the bill nice!y!

Slade’s Christmas song too. After the kippers and Prosecco we’ll be ready to dance the night away ........or be sick ?

Trampoline. I've just found the Little Lemons' trampoline in the walled garden and it's HUGE fun, leaping up and down in my slightly tattered sequined gown and trying to hold on to my glass of Prosecco while singing loudly.
DO come and join me! Wheeee! Sproing! Twang! Wheeeee .... Oo-er.....

Urgent referral to Mr. Jones the Bones Orthopaedic Surgeon at Lemongrove Hospital.

Very
(sorry.Didn’t realise my fun Christmas alphabet duplicated this thread kinda , sort of.
Will you forgive me if I wear my )
Valuable vintage vest ?

Whoopee! Jones the Bones says there's no serious damage, only bruising and a sprained ankle. So I've come limping back to see if I missed anything thrilling and/or scandalous while I waited for my turn in X-ray?
(Love the vest, Gemini. Having "Santa is Gay but don't tell Marydoll" in sequins across your chest adds a real touch of class.)

Xcuse me , Scribbles . My chest is not that big !
And I’ve just wasted 5 minutes of my life searching through this thread to find out why you had a ‘thing’ for Lord Lucan only to find it’s Lemon’s OH you lust after.

I don’t b****y believe it. I’ve got Y AGAIN!!!!!!!!

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Yellow River. Song from my teens with very catchy chorus. I loved it when I was younger. Anyone remember it ?