The title of this blog comes from a Gaelic expression -"putting on the poor mouth"-which means to exaggerate the direness of one's situation in order to gain time or favour from creditors.
"and" indiscretion? That would be an indiscretion by Jams and it's a damnable typo!The boy Tim wouldn't have got away with "an" anyway, for I do know he has committed very many.Romford, where I have just arrived, seems a strange dusty wasteland, but as I was promised just one look round and a typo is found.
Haha Andrew I knew it would have Don QuiScottie screaming for vengeance. I hope that he will not be screaming imprecations at me for my own little indiscretion!
It doesn't bear thinking about!!!
"Andrew"! You scamp! (again). You must enjoy Seansos thrashings muchly, so to punish you I will forgive. And the Don would like to add here that the indiscretion was subsequently fixed, lest anyone should come along later and think that the Don is mad, for that would be a ridiculous thought. And I found in my Romford room tonight nothing less than a Silken Scarf of Serene Sanity! Which treasured fabric I am now wearing proudly to keep my mind as it should be, and using to muffle the sound of local youths rampaging in search of bins. They loot for bins from Debenhams to gift to their grans (they claim) yet ignore the silken treasures all around them. What a place this is. I wonder if I might spy Romford's noble narcoleptogesic Steve Davis here? He could cue a windmill in the eye for me (or bore its sails into sleepy stillness). Ah... the very name beckons me to slee......
Ignoring that demented Don (frankly I wish he would desist. Could you not block him?) I'd say Tim looks like he knows he has done something much much worse than the indiscretion you may be thinking of. It is another of those wonderfully quirky images from the JamsTim Team.
The maid calls it "a towel". What a fool. (A buxom fool though... Hmmm...).
Ah my dear Don, enjoy your rest. Who cares if if the uninformed call the Silken Scarf of Serene Sanity something as mundane as a towel.Once you wake up I will provide you with directions for a marvelous windmill with enough open ground to allow you and Rocinante a fine run up!
You naughty boy!
I always think of Andrew as Don Biscotti. I want to dunk him in a narse cuppa tea.
Haha Knat! Don Biscotti? Now that makes him far tastier!
Don Biscotti! Ha ha! So he's a tasty morsel then!
Oh, I bet you and Tim have so much fun; he seems a very good s(p)ort. Hee hee!
Very tasty SE. I love sparring with Andrew in his various guises!We do have a lot of fun on the shoots
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