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Post by Barbara on Dec 20, 2011 11:52:59 GMT
Nancy D, who had spent tooooo long on the sunbed, and now had to let...........................
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Post by Jasmine on Dec 20, 2011 12:49:31 GMT
lie down in her sparkly coffin while she cooled off a bit. In the meantime Princess Alex and Prince Jimmy the Uncharming were practising very hard at their
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Post by Tig on Dec 20, 2011 16:25:49 GMT
bar, Princess Alex had managed to down four pints while Prince Jimmy had only
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Post by Ladygardener on Dec 20, 2011 16:31:31 GMT
a bitter lemon as he did'nt want to change the expression on his face and
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Post by Jasmine on Dec 20, 2011 18:22:39 GMT
chewing a wasp was his most favourite expression of all. Princess Alex really wasn't concentrating on her leg extensions so Prince Jimmy got extremely annoyed and decided to call in
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Post by Tig on Dec 20, 2011 18:49:36 GMT
a favour. Old King Cole said he was happy to oblige, unfortunately he had misheard what Prince Jimmy had said to promptly stitched in a dozen ginger hair extensions - 'Shirley Temple eat your heart out' he said admiring his handiwork ......... Princess Alex was
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Post by Barbara on Dec 20, 2011 19:49:59 GMT
So shocked she rang Matt and asked if he would give her some ideas about.
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Post by Amber on Dec 20, 2011 21:33:26 GMT
keeping sheep...
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Post by Tig on Dec 20, 2011 23:41:12 GMT
she was finding it sooooo difficult to sleep and thought counting them might help! Meanwhile, back in camp Bruno was starting to flap about the joining the others on the Grand Tour. A trip that would require him to wag his tail even more than usual! Craig took him in hand, and told him to
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Post by Amber on Dec 21, 2011 7:46:05 GMT
knuckle down and stop flirting with everything in trousers  |
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Post by Barbara on Dec 21, 2011 8:22:10 GMT
As everyone had noticed that his accent was getting more pronounced when Robbie the savage did his hip thrusts at Craig, could it be that he was falling................
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Post by Ladygardener on Dec 21, 2011 8:47:08 GMT
over the edge and becoming a caricature of himself, bumbling Brucie asked him to
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Post by Tig on Dec 21, 2011 8:57:03 GMT
'Get a grip', but he just gave him that doey eyed look he does so well and wagged his tail so much that his entire body waggled with him. 'Someone put a leash on this' said Len, rolling his eyes skyward - 'it is time we all ........
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Post by Ladygardener on Dec 21, 2011 9:00:49 GMT
pickled our walnuts as the big day is fast approacing and we hav'ent yet
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Post by carolann on Dec 21, 2011 9:29:12 GMT
sorted out the decorations or the party food so off he went to Harry Ramsdens chippy in Blackpool to try and get them to cater for the crowds. Mean while Old King Cole was digging away in the........
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Post by Amber on Dec 21, 2011 12:13:40 GMT
dressing up box to see if he could find something decent to wear.....heellloooooooo he exclaimed....whats this.......and up he held.........
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Post by Tig on Dec 21, 2011 19:51:40 GMT
a turquoise mini-dress with shocking pink tassels! 'Rather fetching' he chortled 'must belong to Tess! But wait, what is this note pinned to the sash?' .....
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Post by Amber on Dec 21, 2011 20:28:41 GMT
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Post by Tig on Dec 21, 2011 20:46:49 GMT
Aha, it seems Mystic Russ had been making predictions for the stars - it reads 'And in third place is Chelsee, runner up goes to Harry, and the winner is Jason!!' Oh dear, his crystal ball must have had a crack in it  Old King Cole was just mighty relieved he didn't come across it earlier and put all his gold on the predicted results at Craigs bookies! 'Just a minute' he thought aloud, 'this isn't the handwriting of Mystic Russell, it's a forgery!! Who is behind this skulduggery?' He summoned his spies, Len and Claudia, and tasked them with .... |
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Post by Amber on Dec 21, 2011 21:04:27 GMT
finding out the truth!!!...IMPOSSBLE!!!!!....said Brucie....going a funny color  lets get someone impartial to decide........(long drum roll...... )......ahem....said.......... |
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Post by Auricula on Dec 21, 2011 23:32:16 GMT
Arlene, did someone call ? In order to find the culprit I need all the men to take off their shirts ( not you Bruce :  flash their 6 packs and flex their.......... |
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Post by Jasmine on Dec 22, 2011 8:37:05 GMT
muscles. It was dificult to notice that in one dark corner of the ballroom a certain someone was trying to slink away behind the velvet curtains. Len's lens was capturing the moment that
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Post by carolann on Dec 22, 2011 8:54:25 GMT
his teeth flashed with the whitest grin it was.....
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Post by Tig on Dec 22, 2011 10:17:04 GMT
Robbie the Savage one! Now what is he up to lurking behind the drapes???
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Post by Auricula on Dec 22, 2011 10:18:35 GMT
And, more to the point, who with?
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Post by Jasmine on Dec 22, 2011 10:30:30 GMT
It was time to send the panto spies to the dark recesses of the ballroom to investigate but before they could there was an enormous bang and
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Post by Auricula on Dec 22, 2011 10:35:24 GMT
a very odd odour....what could it all mean??
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Post by Tig on Dec 22, 2011 12:46:28 GMT
Claudia Winklepicker stealthily crept into the gloom (with a peg on her nose as the smell was quite vile!), whilst Len the Woodman held on to her handbag .... no sooner had she reached the edge of ....
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Post by Jasmine on Dec 22, 2011 13:05:53 GMT
dance floor than she spotted what was causing the offensive smell. Mystic Russell was bringing his cauldron to the boil...he had been taken a bit peckish so had decided he was going to cook up his favourite treat. However, in his haste to get things bubbling quickly he had dropped in
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Post by Tig on Dec 22, 2011 15:29:33 GMT
three spoons of treacle and a handful of raisins, not spotting that they were rabbit droppings which Craig had collected to use in his .....
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Old King Cole was just mighty relieved he didn't come across it earlier and put all his gold on the predicted results at Craigs bookies! 'Just a minute' he thought aloud, 'this isn't the handwriting of Mystic Russell, it's a forgery!! Who is behind this skulduggery?' He summoned his spies, Len and Claudia, and tasked them with ....
lets get someone impartial to decide........(long drum roll...... 
flash their 6 packs and flex their..........