tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post6335103711351025783..comments2024-03-20T01:03:09.526-07:00Comments on phantsythat: a fawlty assumptionsusanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-63543996452583124862015-12-10T16:55:11.092-08:002015-12-10T16:55:11.092-08:00Nanna sounds like a lovely woman, much like you, b...Nanna sounds like a lovely woman, much like you, but perhaps a bit more gregarious. ;) L'Adelaidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10725322054223364858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-1821421826165213832015-11-06T09:10:29.625-08:002015-11-06T09:10:29.625-08:00The thing I like most about fruitcake is continual...The thing I like most about fruitcake is continual surprise - and you never know when you might get the silver prize.susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-17160995060180040212015-11-06T01:27:06.849-08:002015-11-06T01:27:06.849-08:00Ha ha.
Jokes and drinks and friends in the tavern...Ha ha.<br /><br />Jokes and drinks and friends in the tavern. Nothing better.Andrew R. Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15824432165509761439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-65344776249907860792015-11-06T01:23:01.140-08:002015-11-06T01:23:01.140-08:00I think I am the big fruitcake but he could bring ...I think I am the big fruitcake but he could bring another one. (Will I now have to explain the fruitcake idiom to Sean?)Andrew R. Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15824432165509761439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-49271030008072287912015-11-05T18:20:53.319-08:002015-11-05T18:20:53.319-08:00Yep, being a good listener provided more informati...Yep, being a good listener provided more information that questions ever did. Glad you liked it, Mike. Welcome back!susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-2025321594390683152015-11-05T18:19:03.566-08:002015-11-05T18:19:03.566-08:00Will you tell jokes? Here's one: 'I've...Will you tell jokes? Here's one: 'I've just been on a once-in-a-lifetime holiday. I'll tell you what, never again.'susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-39820141505356650682015-11-05T17:59:14.807-08:002015-11-05T17:59:14.807-08:00No trouble at all in hosting a conversation. In fa...No trouble at all in hosting a conversation. In fact, it reminded me of being at the pub :) I'm sure my friend Crow will be most delighted to partake of a single malt whisky collection. Is he to bring his special fruitcake with the marzipan and royal icing?susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-37782983152161306502015-11-05T16:36:15.463-08:002015-11-05T16:36:15.463-08:00The peace of the night.The peace of the night.Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-62408188757633317252015-11-05T16:34:22.381-08:002015-11-05T16:34:22.381-08:00Optimist that I (sometimes) am, I am convinced, La...Optimist that I (sometimes) am, I am convinced, Lady S. (and her grandmother!) would not mind us being a tiny bit loquacious. The more in case she an Crow got invited to join the very discussion. Which herewith is done.<br /> Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-11490966488286175142015-11-05T16:27:24.059-08:002015-11-05T16:27:24.059-08:00And it is not a key, it is a number, and I know th...And it is not a key, it is a number, and I know the number, and you know me... Let us meet up in Cheltenham then. It is an interesting place. Goodnight.Andrew MacLaren-Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01275686573421308677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-66811230061443805382015-11-05T16:21:59.032-08:002015-11-05T16:21:59.032-08:00Actually nothing is quite as obvious as it may see...Actually nothing is quite as obvious as it may seem, but all things are connected, obviously. The three of us can discuss it all over his expensive whisky. (With apologies to our host for taking over her blog with our speakings in circuitous code).Andrew MacLaren-Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01275686573421308677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-4500109873083552072015-11-05T15:58:57.138-08:002015-11-05T15:58:57.138-08:00Thank you for explaining the idiom, Andrew.
And f...Thank you for explaining the idiom, Andrew. <br />And for your politeness, for not writing: It's about loins, not looms, stupid. :)<br />Now all we need is the key for that safe.<br />Cheltenham?! GHCQ?<br />Nah. Not the son of DonQuiScottie. Obviously.<br /> Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-75087930328405663842015-11-05T15:40:43.993-08:002015-11-05T15:40:43.993-08:00:)):))Andrew MacLaren-Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01275686573421308677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-75313862816438621742015-11-05T15:40:03.156-08:002015-11-05T15:40:03.156-08:00Well a suit of clothing can be cut (ie made) from ...Well a suit of clothing can be cut (ie made) from rough cheap cloth or fine, expensive and refined cloth. I, as a metaphorical suit of clothes, have been cut from rougher cloth than my son, even though he is the fruit of my loins, metaphorically, but then the fair Lady Dulcinia QuiScottie must have contributed some of her finer genes, or cloth, or fruit, to him... I am getting in a metaphorical muddle now. I need a drink. My son did indeed work under a mountain in Italy doing research in particle physics but currenty he has found employment on technical things in Cheltenham, England (Hmm?)... and if we could persuade him to open up his large whisky safe for us - yes he has a whisky safe - I am sure we would have a very fine evening (or you and I would have, but him less so, perhaps obviously). Cheers.Andrew MacLaren-Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01275686573421308677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-68399449440836304522015-11-05T15:22:43.565-08:002015-11-05T15:22:43.565-08:00The colon was a typo, obviously.
I remember the m...The colon was a typo, obviously.<br /><br />I remember the masculine fruit of your looms working either in CERN or somewhere below Italy. We should really allow him to invite us, and not only at Winter Solstice.<br /><br />"I am cut from rougher cloth". An idiom, obviously. And one I never heard. Would you, please, explain? <br />Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-54546923954627085872015-11-05T15:11:20.146-08:002015-11-05T15:11:20.146-08:00Ha! Don QuiScottie and Seanso in the Tavern. Now, ...Ha! Don QuiScottie and Seanso in the Tavern. Now, that would be an excellent start for a book; perhaps even for two – Don QuiScottie's version and Seanso Pansa`s. And now imagine us sitting in a Tavern that once has been a windmill . . . Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-23236698266822807822015-11-05T15:00:48.663-08:002015-11-05T15:00:48.663-08:00I think my comment box will remain shut, dear Sean...I think my comment box will remain shut, dear Sean; but if I ever make it to your part of the world again my wallet will open for us in a tavern. QuiScottie and Seanso in the Tavern... it could start a new book.Andrew MacLaren-Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01275686573421308677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-31385438920698033992015-11-05T14:57:32.668-08:002015-11-05T14:57:32.668-08:00My son is the malt man. He has bottles worth hundr...My son is the malt man. He has bottles worth hundreds of pounds. I am cut from rougher cloth (although he has said he will crack open a fine bottle of old malt with me at Winter Solstice time).<br /><br />(Oh, just noticed I am back to Andrew Mac-Scott now. Never mind. I'll be Don QuiScottie next, perhaps :)Andrew MacLaren-Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01275686573421308677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-80249066355624798072015-11-05T14:18:23.454-08:002015-11-05T14:18:23.454-08:00I remember as a beardless boy listening with my co...I remember as a beardless boy listening with my cousins in the evenings as our dads and uncles discussed life on the porch, passing around a jar of amber liquid. Learned a lot, and now identifying with those geezers of long ago. <br />Great story, Susan. <br />Cheers,<br />Mike<br />Should Fish Morehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18400586203204886095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-92024343603217576402015-11-05T13:50:58.591-08:002015-11-05T13:50:58.591-08:00Blended Whisky with soda and real ale, eh? LoL.
Be...Blended Whisky with soda and real ale, eh? LoL.<br />Before moving to my last dwelling I'd like to spend a wee time with you.<br /><br />By the way, my friend. What about re-opening your comment-box? <br /><br />When health is bad and your heart feels strange,<br />And your face is pale and wan,<br />When doctors say that you need a change,<br />a pint of plain is your only man.Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-86276205725129526772015-11-05T13:19:12.864-08:002015-11-05T13:19:12.864-08:00Blended?! With soda?!?! Andrew, Andrew, ts, ts, ts...Blended?! With soda?!?! Andrew, Andrew, ts, ts, ts . . .Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-59157656374633351402015-11-05T13:18:34.410-08:002015-11-05T13:18:34.410-08:00And little Andrew was 9, and yet to taste much of ...And little Andrew was 9, and yet to taste much of what life has to offer.Andrew R. Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15824432165509761439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-86086361898241555762015-11-05T13:16:24.937-08:002015-11-05T13:16:24.937-08:00Going home with one of the farmers is rarely a goo...Going home with one of the farmers is rarely a good idea I reckon (although to be fair I have never tried it).Andrew R. Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15824432165509761439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-7271157330065994172015-11-05T13:14:33.237-08:002015-11-05T13:14:33.237-08:00Well, so by a hair we would have met. :)
Around Ea...Well, so by a hair we would have met. :)<br />Around Easter I was in London for three weeks. <br />Little Sean would not have drunk blackcurrant brandy at that time, though. :) <br />But like you I do have many memories.Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8764563741359701027.post-85322991383113458762015-11-05T13:14:00.563-08:002015-11-05T13:14:00.563-08:00Actually more of a blended whisky with soda, cider...Actually more of a blended whisky with soda, cider, real ale, burgundy man (but not all in the same glass or even one after the other). Brandy is ok too, but brandy and blackcurrant? I think not. But then I am a Mana not a NannaAndrew R. Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15824432165509761439noreply@blogger.com