30s TTC - We Started TTC When the LAST Coalition Government Was In Power

[Muser]

BESH is BACK for Spring. Come in, admire the cocktail bar stylings I have created for you. It's all lowlights and smooth sounds, and there's a rehearsal room in back for the GLEE practice.

The barman are beautiful, the Pit has been well stocked with beanbags and gin. So roll up all you 30-something BESHies who stopped counting cycles sometime in the last century, and grab a martini.

Head my fwend Lizzie has a holiday let in Cornwall, a barn conversion on a farm. Tis v lovely and fairly central, so easy access to just about everywhere. Have a look here. We stayed there when I was just duffed with Boo so maybe it will work for you too - book holiday, get duffed.

Oh Lozza I am so sorry my love. Sending you caramel mud cakes and a bottle of pikey gin. And lots of squeezes. No-one should have to try to 3 years, that sucks.

Cuppa? Cuppa? . I was thinking of a few bottles of white wine and a BBQ on the beach. Followed by tequila slammers and some rowdyage in a pub. Anyone care to join?

Me me MEEEE!!! (Although I will not be partaking of the booze, but you lot can have my share, I am nothing if not generous.)

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK! Really? I think I just weed myself a bit. Just a little bit. Honestly! Just like half a teaspoon! Oh God. What if you hate me? I'm quite strange, you know. Mind you, the OM is very sweet, so if I get too unbearable you can just talk to him and leave me muttering in the corner, I shan't mind.

PoleStar That place is amazingness itself. I think the B&B is bagged but I shall add it to my list. Not been to Cornwall

...in years, what with being more naturally drawn to the chill, the bleak, the windswept, the slatey-flinty-outcroppy.

(Erm, was so excited I posted before I'd finished).

(Erm II, the OM may take some persuasion, as he is VERY SHY).

(Erm III, he can normally be persuaded by the promise of MEATS and BEERS, so perhaps 'tis a possibility).

Oh Cornwall is lovely Ed, I cry every time I on my way down, because I love it so much, and I cry every time I leave. Windmills speshly make me cry. I used to live there and am desperate to move back.

When are you in Looe HB?

I think we may have to continue this conversation elsewhere. Pol you can come too

Oh really Poo? I feel like that about the Western Highlands & about the North Norfolk coast. Some places are just MAGICKAL, aren't they? With an extra 'k' in there for specialness...

I think you're right Aries. See you over there!

... see wall elsewhere ...

I am LOVING The Secret Diaries of Miss Anne Lister! Maxine Peake + period drama + hot lesbotic action + queer theory + writing = FABBEROSITY.

Bugger, forgot that was on.

Lovely Cornwall, it's just so far away...

Glee appears to be shark-jumping.

oh god, I meant to send hugs and chinese burns to Lou. 3 years is tough.

Verily, my dear Polly, thou dost remind me greatly of my own dear acquaintance, a one Mr Joseph Deacon

PS Am loving the way that the phrase 'Tell me... do you like Byron?' is code for 'Fancy a spot of laydee-lovin'?'.

I thought Polly was just looking for a lovely beauty treatment.

Today is warming up to be a bad day. Although hopefully I will have some news about info sessions at some point. But people are already (unreasonably) shouting at me and it's only 9.45. Fucwkwittage is rampant.

How DARE them bastuds shout at my/our Humpty?! Give 'em hell... as best your level of professionalism allows Just stay zen with the thought of the info you'll be getting later (YAY!).

Well, I haz taken off my dressings. Still got the stitches (I hope they're right about them being soluble!) and there's a delightful ball of scabbiness attached to one of the stitches in my bellybutton, so there's lovely. Also, cos my tum is still bloated a bit from the carbon dioxide (and not eating my own bodyweight in restorative Booja Booja ice-cream all last week), it's making the top of my pants roll down and the roll ends up resting on and digging in to the lower stitch. I think I'll have to go buy a cheapy pack of fatso granny pants later

Please note: I will be using the 'carbon dioxide bloating my abdomen' excuse for a fat tum until I am at last 40, possibly 50.

Needling later! Feel sorry for Needles Lady having to get so close to the scab-ball, mmm, mmm!

Pah! EVERYONE knows that posh ice cream is practically an essential requirement for CO2 bloatage-reduction! It's in medical textbooks and everything! Knock tha'sen out, Score! Drom so sorry about your awful day. Hope info session info comes through ASAP, so as to give interesting and positive things to think about as a distraction.

Meanwhile the fucking edit of this fucking piece of shit story is not going well: not at all. I think I really I need to post the internet dongle thing to Tasmania. Apparently doing three minutes of work truncated by prolonged sessions on Dlisted.com is counter-productive

Meanwhile (II) I feel really odd having not SWI this month. I have all this menkul sloshing about and nothing to do with it!

Mornings all.

I think Scorps should just go commando .

I am feeling a bit rubbish as the attempts to start SWI have not gone well. It is yet early though, I am going to confiscate all MrM's booze for the next week and then hopefully it will all go well.

I have gently patronised the idiot woman and all is happier. Although I feel like I have now done enough work for today and that is demonstrably not true.

Still waiting for hospital to call and let me know when the info session will be

Scorps The no-VPL pants in M&S are magic, and 3-for-£10. They are v v soft and will not hurt your stitches. Even though the stitches are meant to dissolve, should someone have a look at how you're healing at some point?

EddieVedder Put the internet down and walk away slowly. Alternatively, feed your menkul by lookin up stories of virgin births.

Museli Could removing the booze be quite counter-productive?

Drom the booze is definitely not helping. It'd be lots of fun if we weren't trying to win a baybee, but as we are there has to be a, shall we say, finish at some point. Ahem.

Muse I get yer. The finish. Oh dear me yes. For the OM there is an optimum blood-alcohol level that sits precisely between 'Nicely warmed up and free from the stress of daily life' and 'Out with more of a whimper than a bang.'

Once we've established precisely the level I'll pass it on; please to do likewise!!

I shall work on solving it. Glad it's not just us with the problem!

Rohypnol? If you sneak it into their beers early enough, they will be capable but suggestible...