Tea Room the Nineteenth

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All in need of a restful break and a chat are more than welcome to the nineteenth Tea Room.

We find ourselves in the South of France, where the warm sunshine is just the thing for those who are missing the summer. The tea room has its aga and its distressed chintz sofa...and its potted plants. The usual fictional tea room inhabitants are here, as ever: Mellors, the gardener/handyperson with the handy ways with massage; the collection of tea room animals including the horses, camel, bison, guineapigs and sundry others; the Bishops and other faith leaders who joined us a while back and potter in for the occasional cuppa. It may not make sense, but that's not important. What matters is the lovely people here and the chance to just relax.

UniS opens teh door to teh tea room wardrobe for Scout, it was disguised so as not to scare some of us. In side you will find teh dress of your dreams, or trousers if that what you think will be better.

CRUMPETS, yes please, they are proper crumpets aren't they, not pikelets??

I'll start toasting duties immediately.

We're (just) going to see Harry Potter (Mom pre-ordered tickets for MrScout and I as a present) and possibly the bookstore. Very excited.

BabyScout is happily snoozing and I'm watching cheesie US daytime television.

Wahay! Date night. We had one on Sunday and now (thanks to a sleepover invitation) will have another in a fortnight. I now fervently believe that date nights are Essential to Sanity.

Bolly, anyone?

Excuse me if I don't join in with the drinking Smallbunch, I don't think it would help me work. But I thought I would at least keep you company....

Have a carrot?

Canapes! Thank you, Donki.

What's your work for tonight?

Hello, Mary. Are you feeling any better?

Have a Bolly and a carrot canape.

Carrot canapé , fantastic, healthy AND crunchy.

Boy is looking a bbit less rancid now, teh antibiotic cream does seem to be working. Its been a LONNNNNNG week, hes not been at preschool since this time last week. Fingers Xed he will be fit to go to school on Friday for settle in morning.

May I offer you a bowl of twiglets to go with teh carrots, continuing this evenings crunchy theme, but slightly less healthy.

Poor Boy, being described as rancid. Would he like a (virtual) twiglet?

hurrah that uniboy is getting better!

And Mary too!

Carrot and twiglet surprise seems tio have just appeared on the table - hoow exciting!

Donki and amber - all work should be suspended while drinking in the tearoom, especially as Small appears to ber about to start up the music - I spy her limbering up to throw some serious shapes

ummmm, beer. bollys OK, but beer is my prefered.

he not a rancid child really, he just looked VERY unappealing yesterday, face all covered in spots and sores. Today was improved, but with added snot, as I took him out for a long walk and he let his nose run and run.

Dime bar to follow the carrots and twiglets??

Well, as it happens, Thumb, I was pondering returning to .

Very good Small - nice of one of the bishops to lend you their crozier to dance with!

I never really got into Dime bars - but I'll throw a few Fry's Turkish Delights around for good measure.

I'll lob in a few Crunchies for good measure.

Oh, UniS, you do paint a wonderful picture of Boy, bless him. And, Thumb, about the bishops. Who do you think taught me to tap dance in the first place?

this must have been them before they became bishops then - fabulous!

Yep, sorry small. Normally he's a fairly attractive looking chap . ( unis realises she may be a deluded mother on this point) Short straight blonde hair, blue eyes, round face but pointy chin, ears not to sticky out etc. Would make a passable milky bar kid if you put glasses on him.

I'm wondering if I still have a pic of him on my profile?

[hangry] :) [hsad] [hangry] :) [hsad] [hangry] :) [hsad]

wondering if jack o lanterns still work.

OK, should be there for a day or two before I delete them.

pics that is, not lanterns.

Not really feeling better, but have spent the day in relative quiet, pottering around doing jobs but also being gentle on myself.

SO sorry am not up to what is going on around me, apart from drinking(!). Focussing on several things at once is always difficult for me anyway.

I hurt and am sad. My friend and I are at odds, and if I give in, it can be fixed, I think. But should I give in, given that I don't feel I am in the wrong? If one of us makes the gesture, we can work towards fixing. But I am hurt, and broken, and too much else is going wrong that I don't know if I can risk rejection.

I've been drinking slightly (3 glasses of wine, so 1 more than is sensible).

Oh UniS, he's scrumptious.

I dare not think what search terms Thumb used to unearth that photo!

MAry- do nothing about it tonight, go to bed and sleep.

sweet dreams.

Oh Mary. I don't know what to suggest about your friend. Is s/he (at any level) aware of being in the wrong? Are you being manipulated into apologising when you have nothing to apologise for? It's so tricky.

Would one of Mellors' legendary massages help now?

Mary - Shall we go down to the priest's hole? The massage table is in there.