Tea Room the Twentieth: The Greek Island

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Welcome to the twentieth (yes, really) Tea Room.

We find ourselves on a sun-kissed Greek island, where our whitewashed, blue-shuttered house nestles in the dappled shade of a gnarled old pine tree. In the olive grove, Mellors the gardener/handyman/factotum is tending the tea room menagerie of horses, camels, bison and guinea-pigs, recently joined by some recalcitrant old donkeys. The distressed chintz sofa, aga and cardboard cut-out of George Clooney have survived the relocation from the south of France and the aspidistra has pride of place on the mantelpiece.

Come in, put your feet up and join in the conversation. It may not make sense, but that's not important. What matters is the lovely people here and the chance simply to relax.

Hurrah! Have finished procrastinating - and finished work.

Night all

A smore (UK version) is two digestive biscuits sandwiched together by chocolate and melted marshmallow. Scout taught me how to make them.

G'night!

AM i too late for the sleepover?

"Don't you forget about me" very appropriate

UniS - try the piano, then take. Even if its a bit crap.

Mary can't remember why I was surprised, I was reading back on things, sorry, not in a bad way you understand!

Scout, was HV suggesting you shouldn't go to SS things? If so, she's bonkers and dismiss!

Morning has broken
I vow to Thee
Bread of Heaven
Jerusalem
Lord of the Dance
There is a Green Hill
Onward Christian Soldiers
At the name of Jesus
-a few hynmy suggestions

Bread of Heaven = Guide us oh thou Great Jehovah - yes! Great hymn.

There is a word that describes many of these anthemic hymns - possibly begins with P - lots of Wesleyan hymns qualify - anyone remind me what it is? I keep getting Progressive in my head but it's not that - must be a similar-ish word though. Not Processional either - but again similar. Hillside preachers, tubthumping types, would have them.
another one is:
Mine eyes have seen the glory

Gah! help meeee... pleeeeaaase

We watched The Breakfast club in my sophomore (high school) religion class. Twenty-plus years later I still don't know why.

Oh no, who's set the Bishops off? They're outside holding a 'whose denomination can sing the loudest first thing in the morning' contest

Better get Mellors to distract them with croissants and coffee....

Anyone else for some?

Amber, I think its because of all the conversations about hymns...

More hymns:

Tell Out My Soul/Go Forth and Tell (same tune for different words)
Hail Redeemer King Divine

How do you redeem hail?!

You collect it up in a bucket and stick it in the freezer, while you find an insulated container and search on the internet for where you are supposed to redeem it. For as you know, these offers where you can redeem stuff are always hard to adhere to, and you have to check the tricky small print. And of course, while you're doing that, your hail has melted and its too late to redeem it!

So what can you buy with your points when you've redeemed them? I'm hoping for a nice CD...?

I think its a throne... as in "priest and lamb, the throne is thine". Although as you're not a priest or a lamb, you might not be entitled to redeem. See what I mean about tricky small print?

Shame - I could do with a throne - maybe in red velvet?

certainly a lot more comfy than the standard loo seats.
Oh, not that sort of throne?

Hmmm - red velvet loo seat might be a touch unhygienic, I feel.

Like the idea of redeeming hail - chances are though that you'd get something like 10 snowflakes for every hailstone.

Well, even if your hail stones DO melt, you could always wassail (was hail :o)

Are any of the French speakers around? I'd really like to know what my friend's FB status says but I know about three words of French....

copy it, bung it into translate.google.com/# and you're away. Had a decent conversation in Swedish with someone the other day and I don't speak a word of it. There again, I'm not sure what I said to her...oh well, never mind...

Thanks amber! I was actually sort of right in my guess at what it said.

Yay, I've ordered cute shoes! AND they were half price. WAHOO!

Snow! Honest to goodness, real, decent, wet, fat-flake snow! In my chavtastic town. WAHOO!

Shoes and snow? Splendid!

And I've finally gotten off my bum and ordered MrScout's Christmas present. Tis a good afternoon. Been productive.

Anyone fancy some mulled wine to celebrate the snow?

Lovely! Having been wrestling pdfs, emails and panel application forms most of the day, a glass of something virtual would be ideal.

I've left ds to take delivery of the shopping. Wonder where it'll end up?

Oooh, oooh, just had an email that my shoes have dispatched. YAY!!!