tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post2793867603989503588..comments2023-11-03T15:43:20.902+00:00Comments on Cape to Rio: Dr Maroonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00639939963726199699noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-14484140097543087672009-05-19T10:52:00.000+01:002009-05-19T10:52:00.000+01:00Chocolate-chocolate-chocolate cake Kim? You reckon...Chocolate-chocolate-chocolate cake Kim? You reckon? Christ you could be right! What's in it?<br /><br />Savannah, your guess is as good as mine.;)xoxo<br /><br />SafeT! You old aunt. How the blazes have you been? Look never mind that, send 3 kilos Swedish fish, no time to explain.Dr Maroonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00639939963726199699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-25205079147395018002009-05-18T22:33:00.000+01:002009-05-18T22:33:00.000+01:00Circus Monkey I wouldn't say but you're right. Her...Circus Monkey I wouldn't say but you're right. Here, drink this, it'll keep that nasty east wind out your chest. dundee can be chilly this time o year.<br /><br />Scarls I'm working for the man in the land of the judicial amputation. If you ask for an MM here, well, one just doesn't, so bottom's up with these refreshing fruit smoothies. ugh!<br />Ax.<br /><br />Pat of course I care. very deeply. remind me again.<br /><br />Clarissa, there is no colour here whatsoever. Everything is black, bible black. A black sticky oleum wrung from the sinful sponge of my soul.<br />Here's to happier times,<br />Sante!<br />Ax.Dr Maroonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00639939963726199699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-21781309015305979222009-05-18T06:14:00.000+01:002009-05-18T06:14:00.000+01:00I've been and gone and come back.
Do you care?I've been and gone and come back.<br />Do you care?Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-63666291413111207042009-05-15T17:03:00.000+01:002009-05-15T17:03:00.000+01:00Yeah, where are you Dr Maroon? Mrs P says she's go...Yeah, where are you Dr Maroon? Mrs P says she's going to share her coconuts if you tell us.<br />SxMs Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00449626572478125088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-9797363160015776932009-05-14T00:46:00.000+01:002009-05-14T00:46:00.000+01:00Tell everyone where you are. Go on, I dare you. ...Tell everyone where you are. Go on, I dare you. I have exposed you in my glamorous new post as being out of the country, but haven't revealed your whereabouts. <br /><br />Do a nice travelogue for all these good people. You know the sort of thing: plenty of local colour, and a lapse into the vernacular.Mrs Pouncerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750280825519545045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-65512874501014117292009-05-13T16:47:00.000+01:002009-05-13T16:47:00.000+01:00I see you are an adherent of the "stream of uncons...I see you are an adherent of the "stream of unconsciousness" school of writingCircus Monkeyhttp://circusmonkeysmirror.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-25801031891639565472009-05-12T12:59:00.000+01:002009-05-12T12:59:00.000+01:00That was certainly a thing!
I wander off for awhi...That was certainly a thing!<br /><br />I wander off for awhile. When I get back Doc, formerly the most legible amongst us--if not the least scrutible--is reduced to an alarming passage completely bereft of so much as a single carriage return.<br />Also: I think your spellchecker is broken or somehow has become disengaged. Examine the clutch for damage.SafeTinspectorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10270872012571601820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-70129243218038273432009-05-09T15:33:00.000+01:002009-05-09T15:33:00.000+01:00@kim...if maroon doesn't, i will, sugar! ;) xoxo@kim...if maroon doesn't, i will, sugar! ;) xoxosavannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-10255108700971885802009-05-08T18:00:00.000+01:002009-05-08T18:00:00.000+01:00I was never disappointed you old fart. Solipsism's...I was never disappointed you old fart. Solipsism's all very well, but when you assume other people are as insecure about you as you are, then that's just paranoia. And when you're paranoid and solipsistic, that just mean's you're scared you're going to put one over on yourself without realising until it's too late.<br /><br />Order a cake from Rogan, then come and share it with us when you pick it up.<br /><br />His chocolate-chocolate-chocolate is particularly good.Kim Ayreshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02656677501116622953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-38424492907826377792009-05-08T13:29:00.000+01:002009-05-08T13:29:00.000+01:00i still haven't a clue. . .be kind, please to expl...i still haven't a clue. . .<I>be kind</I>, please to explain via post.<br />xoxosavannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-12105354638193944112009-05-08T01:25:00.000+01:002009-05-08T01:25:00.000+01:00It was all there before you started.
Inkspot my ma...It was all there before you started.<br /><B>Inkspot </B>my mad old darling, lend an ear.<br />I met the inestimable Kim Ayres years ago, through this great medium in fact.<br />I was coming down from a four day roller.<br />Least said.<br />Point?...Point.<br />When we met for the first time, no matter how he tried, and he did, he could not hide his disappointment.<br />He was bereft. I didn’t meet his expectations. <br />(Physically? Conversationally? It’s a mystery)<br />A blind date gone to buggery.<br />I was angry with him: we were bloggers, not lovers.<br />I hid it well. Anyway, it came to pass that we got on better than might be supposed and I forgave him his ridiculous precepts. That was that.<br />I am short on grace; every now and then I get cross with him even though I know I shouldn’t. It’s all this soup and cake thing he has going.<br />I had ten pages Inky, the very best of essays for you, but let’s meet up and have a few and I’ll tell you how it was in the dark days at T and you can tell me how to bluff at cards.Dr Maroonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00639939963726199699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-34950922040884144432009-05-07T20:47:00.000+01:002009-05-07T20:47:00.000+01:00You are an old amiger, but it's never too late to ...You <I>are</I> an old amiger, but it's never too late to make some sort of provision.<br /><br />Kim Ayres offers you succour, and you would be a fool to refuse. Grasp his new narrative in your palsied hand while you can. Mr Ayres, you are a friend indeed to this shattered old inebriate. I mean <I>that</I> shattered old inebriate. I have enough friends and enablers already.Mrs Pouncerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750280825519545045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-70194821132082480812009-05-07T00:24:00.000+01:002009-05-07T00:24:00.000+01:00What's this? A stream of consciousness? A scream o...What's this? A stream of consciousness? A scream of consciousness? <br /><br />You're starting to write as you talk - not a good sign.<br /><br />I'm getting more worried about you by the post, Ack.<br /><br />Buy me lunch and I'll give you a new narrative to live byKim Ayreshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02656677501116622953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-75790986573513388412009-05-06T17:55:00.000+01:002009-05-06T17:55:00.000+01:00Now there's actually some text to comment on, grea...Now there's actually some text to comment on, great.<br /><br />"We didn't fit" yes you did "but we played on it" Exactly! point proved. Look, the whole point of Trinity and wranglers is to manufacture insiders, including those who won't or can't see what they are.xerxeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03787696262480033808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-20523407745998865812009-05-06T17:22:00.000+01:002009-05-06T17:22:00.000+01:00lookitheah, sugar, ah am at a loss! what the hell ...lookitheah, sugar, <I>ah</I> am at a loss! what the hell is going on, babycakes? xoxoxosavannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-68882320797422511312009-05-06T10:23:00.000+01:002009-05-06T10:23:00.000+01:00Inkspot is PT for shitehawk.
Clarissa your wish...Inkspot is PT for shitehawk.<br /> <br /><br />Clarissa your wish...<br /><br />Sarah of course not. <br /><br />Clarissa as I say, your wish... <br />Um an old amiger like me too.Dr Maroonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00639939963726199699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-24886538061382396972009-05-06T09:15:00.000+01:002009-05-06T09:15:00.000+01:00Yes, Maroon, do put it up!
(I make you the gift o...Yes, Maroon, do put it up!<br /><br />(I make you the gift of this entendre to use as you will).Mrs Pouncerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750280825519545045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-84498480119454016332009-05-04T17:23:00.000+01:002009-05-04T17:23:00.000+01:00Oh, put your post back up, M'roon, I beg you. You...Oh, put your post back up, M'roon, I beg you. You leave us looking like a bunch of aunts here.Mrs Pouncerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750280825519545045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-74025754363616918932009-05-03T22:59:00.000+01:002009-05-03T22:59:00.000+01:00Is that one of Mrs Pouncer's predictive text aunts...Is that one of Mrs Pouncer's predictive text aunts?xerxeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03787696262480033808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-61065554291801738672009-05-03T22:34:00.000+01:002009-05-03T22:34:00.000+01:00Sarah, x, y and z too.
Scarlet, crumbs, the ravin...Sarah, x, y and z too.<br /><br />Scarlet, crumbs, the ravings of a mad old bastard, nothing more, here, have this melon liqueur, I forget the name, it's green. Down the hatch...<br />Ax.<br /><br />I dunno Pat, the music was good in the book<br /><br />Mr Musgrove is a gentleman and a scholar Clarissa, please keep Miss Henderson occupied at a distance from him or Mr Musgrove may need one of those orthopaedic chairs he is hankering after. <br />Of course no one is as light on their feet under the glitterball as you. Your Paso Doble is the envy of the south coast and rightly so. Re your neice, I do hope her prying fingers do not become painfully trapped in a collapsing deckchair for two hours or more, that would be appalling, trapped such that she had to be sawn out of the mechanism yelping and sobbing, yes too awful to contemplate, maybe three hours till the firemen arrive and so on. yes ghastly, well here's hoping.<br /><br />Pat pig puns? Are you insane? It's verbatim. You couldn't make this stuff up. Poor Jennifer. I often call her Hamilton, God help me. Yeah please, God help me.<br /><br />I am sure Mr Musgrove that upon reflection, you will probably decide that you had mistaken her charming charming niece J-M for the good lady. She is very like her aunt.Dr Maroonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00639939963726199699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-71998269170581936992009-05-03T15:42:00.000+01:002009-05-03T15:42:00.000+01:00I was discommoded upon finding Clarissa sat upon a...I was discommoded upon finding Clarissa sat upon a cake stand and doing impersonations of Hutch.Kevin Musgrovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14472110857057175327noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-58507219867122811202009-05-03T15:30:00.000+01:002009-05-03T15:30:00.000+01:00No more pig puns Mrs P - I beg you.No more pig puns Mrs P - I beg you.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-68682107891778595212009-05-03T12:19:00.000+01:002009-05-03T12:19:00.000+01:00Appalling. And totally unconvincing. This sort o...Appalling. And totally unconvincing. This sort of faux-inebriate drivel doesn't fool me or Jayne-Marie one bit. We intend to perform a pincer movement later on today, which you will be powerless to resist. You will find us at the Mottled Arms, Paignton. Mr Musgrove has joined us, and he and I will be at the Top Ten Ballroom, Babbacombe, for the Tea Dance at 4.00 pm (valeta, military two-step, Sir Roger de Coverley, Ladies excuse me). Jayne's friend Jennifer is here, too. She is known to you as "Hams" Henderson, I believe. Again, not very kosher of you, but I will turn a blind eye. The girls have befriended two inept deckchair attendants who struggle to get it up. Jayne-Marie, in particular, is keen to offer practical assistance.Mrs Pouncerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750280825519545045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-48874978804976795682009-05-03T12:09:00.000+01:002009-05-03T12:09:00.000+01:00Loved the book but the film was a let down.xoxLoved the book but the film was a let down.xoxPathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16927418.post-8041850129090077972009-05-03T10:05:00.000+01:002009-05-03T10:05:00.000+01:00Indeed!
SxIndeed!<br />SxMs Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00449626572478125088noreply@blogger.com