The Bluestocking is reopening

[ErrolTheDragon]

It's time we reopened the Bluestocking, I think.

This is the FWR pub, situated in the charming village of Badley Fuckitt near the Shady Pines rest home. It has a cannon (for reasons lost in the mists of time), goats in the paddock next to the beer garden and a menu including many soups and cakes. It's open all hours, serving breakfast and tea to all weary women, in addition to being the ideal location to metaphorically drown your sorrows.

Naice coffee ...

Next time can we give the cider/Bailey's combination a miss?

Yes. That's probably for the best.

Can I book the function room? Anytime during the next week. I'm into my birthday week, and as no one would dare throw me a surprise birthday party I'm going to have to do my own!

I was thinking: Lots of nibbly bits, like a picky tea but on a larger scale.

(And can I ask that the fruit be cut up into bits size pieces as well please. Especially the grapes, beetles are prone to choking on whole grapes)

Fresh lemonade? Yes please!

When is the surprise party? I'll be sure to take the next day off.

I can really recommend Big Drop Citra for anyone looking for a non-alcoholic beer. It's also low carb/low calorie, if that matters!

I've been working outside so right now I crave weak Ribena and lots of it.

The party sounds fun, Beetle!

I'll probably be better by then, and I'd love to celebrate your birthday.

This lemonade is nothing short of miraculous.

<staggers in>
A triple gin.
It's a tough world out there, dealing with people who use words they don't understand properly.

People using words wrong? That's incredulous! You'll be telling me next that the adverb is an endangered species!

Chin-chin! or more correctly - I sense you'll expect the correct form after the day you've had - qing-qing 🍸

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Endangered adverbs? Unlikely.

You'll be telling me next that the adverb is an endangered species!

DH and I spend our time shouting 'LY!' at the telly. Especially when sport is on, as the commentators there seem to be the worst offenders.

For reasons that I could not possibly explain, I ordered a Gin and IT when I got back to the hotel this evening. I haven't had one for at least 10 years. It was wonderful as was the one that followed it.

I'm onto whisky now.
Qing-qing to all. Very hanyu pinyin.

I no longer have a professional outlet for my complaints about People Using Words Wrongly. I shall have to take up irritsble muttering.

Get thee to Pedants' Corner!

Can't you complain about the wrong use of words as a hobby?

Yes, sort of. Do what my sister does, she's corrects the little written signs in waterstones

I never read them. I'm suspicious, possibly unfairly, that they'll give me an overdose of twee.

I may well take it up as a hobby. There's a sign I walk past every day with a comma in the wrong place and it's dangerously close to an art shop. It can only be a matter of time before I succumb.

Ditto.
Hence the whisky. Probably muttering would be better for my health.

I'd forgotten that it's Beetle's birthday week. I can't think how, as it's mine as well.

I've currently got ear-related vertigo, so it's a Citra or similar for me, sadly.

P.S. can someone please pass me an emotional support capybara?

<passes capybara>
A wiser choice than the alpaca. Those buggers spit.

Anyway, can we have a joint birthday party? Do we need one large shared cake, or two smaller ones, suitably themed?