the tiger who came to tea

[codswallop]

evry time I read htat i wonder

1. has ht emother tripped out and gone mad?
2. is she too idle to cook?
3. is she an old alcy who dramnk all the beer herself?
4. Is it a total fabrication to justify going out for tea?

she does have a suspiciously serene smile on her face the whole time. drugs, I say.

And if it is all true, what kind of nutcase lets a tiger in anyway?

and one who plays a trumpet?
I like th picture when she cuddles him

And she takes her dd out to a cafe wearing a nightie

She can't have drunk the beer, it was daddy's you silly, ladies don't drink beer

also orange juice.. then?

wht a nouveau lot hey were

Ahem. Even in my childhood (pre-TTWCTT) we had orange juice, I'll thank you not to be so cheeky young coddy.

ds has no concept who 'the boy from the grocers' is or could be. They should update it to be the man from Tescos online.

OH I LOVE this book. But I know what you mean, "daddy" seems nonplussed doesn't he. Definitely a case of magic mushrooms in the tea buns methinks.

did you? ,y mum must have been tight then

I remmber it becoming a staple food itn eh early 80s

LOL Mrs Flowerpot - it's like something out of a hovis ad isn't it.

yes elll we only have her word for it httas hes daddy

glad they eat crap food at the cafe though!

do youthink he coughs up for the meal

wish we had a cafe like that near us. It's all lattes and sun blush tomatoes these days.

Actually it was frozen orange juice in little tubs that had to be diluted with water. I loved it anyway.

Actually I always love reading the bit when they go to the cafe "and all the cars had their lights on" or whatever; it sounds so cosy.

ooh yes - ot sounds all wintery - or like July att he mo!

Actually actually actually

OR I HAVE GOT IT

THE "tiger" is actually her paramour and she lblames a tiger for the fact that they have gorges themselves on food

tamum I remember those my mum used to get them. And i remember when yogurt was a very posh thing to get (my mum was obviously WAY ahead of her time). But there was only one kind - Ski yog in strawberry flavour.

ooh my granny had those

I think DS is always dissapointed that the tiger never comes back.

I think you might be on to something there cod

Ooh yes, we only got Ski yogurts when we visited my granny, they were much too avant-garde for my mum.

Excellent theory about the mum having an affair with the tiger, would explain a lot

he is a rather posh tiger

beastiality?! now you've gone and ruined it for me

He is posh isn't he, he's got lovely manners.

sophie hasn't though - she stands on the chairs for gods sake.