The Sergeant John Porter Memorial College at the University of Milton North

[DumSpiroSpero]

Motto: Qui audet adipiscitur

Areas of study include:

Firearms Training aka Big Guns 101

Advanced off-road driving

Improvised Vehicle Maintenance

Hostage Negotiation

...and lots more!

Come on own up, who broke MN?
I bet it was Percy and his trampoline.

Maud, dear are you quite all right?

That's better, I'd just resigned myself to just watching N&S instead but I shall go and change forthwith.

Is there 'owt polish cordial? This Chateau Gizzy is a bit tart for me.

::Pauses mid-fandango with Mr Thornton::

I am very well, Massive. Very well indeed.

::Drapes self decorously over Mr Thornton and simpers in a winsome fashion::

Is your special friend not with you tonight? I think it said bring a bottle, bring a friend on the invitation, didn't it?

Of course, Bessy.

::Pours Bessy a pint of Polish cordial::

::looks slightly askance at Mr T::

Eh, that's a bit racy, in't it? You don't get 'em singing words like that in Princeton.

Mr Thornton, you are indeed looking extremely personable tonight. Might I engage you in a game of canasta, while Maud passes round the petit fours?

Oh, Miss Higgins, we must try to keep up with modern fashions. After all, I was a great advocate of Mr Arkwright's inventions and I have bought my mother a water mattress, the very latest domestic luxury. ""Get hep to the beat, daddy-o", as I believe the young people like to say.

My special friend will be along shortly, Maud, thanks for asking. He's just gone to check his big sword in at the cloakroom. Hhe doesn't want to give anybody an inadvertent poke, during the dancing.

Mine never said 'owt about bringin' a friend. Shall I fetch me Da?

He and MrT get a bit when they've had a few.

I would be delighted, Massive.

Meanwhile I will

::snorts very indecorously::

I misread that initially as He's just gone to check his big sword in at the cloakroom.

::one track mind::

I wouldn't object if he poked me with it, mind.

::snurk::

This polish cordial's reet strong.

Your Da will always be welcome here, Bessy. Would he like a bowl of warming hotpot?

::barges MrT off VJ decks::

How about this little ?

That's better

ROFL at inadvertent poke during the dancing

Loved Twigs poem.

My gentleman friend will also be along shortly - he's having a bit of car trouble.

I find some of this modern language most perplexing and (I fear) a little rude. Thank goodness I can take comfort in Maud's sweetness and probity.

Bessy, that is quite unnerving. That is the very record I had ready to go on the phonograph. Maud often sings that catchy little ditty to me.

What a comely gown, Spiro. I do hope you will shake it on the dance floor.

Hello, Spiro, loving the party frock. Gizzy gives it the thumbs up, too.

he's having a bit of car trouble

Oh dear, poor JP. has his big end gone?

These motorless carriages do seem very unreliable. It's often quicker to go by foot.

I will definitely be shaking it - possibly to

Nothing like a bit of early 80's retro to get the party going!

Speaking of footwork,

I can assure you there is absolutely nothing amiss with Sergeant Porter's big end - how very dare you!

In the meantime

What with all this lovely dancing and smouldering etc, I think it's an appropriate time to present my very special gift in case Maud neads anywhere to discuss Plato with Mr Thornton