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11-14-2001, 03:47 PM
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Originally posted by Cedric Tomkinson
Good Lord no James. I refer to Peregrine Carruthers Winskill, that well known post whore on the Borneo Bulletin Board.
The thought!
Good Lord no James. I refer to Peregrine Carruthers Winskill, that well known post whore on the Borneo Bulletin Board.
The thought!
Tiffin was good that day and Peter went out and bagged a few before supper. By did we enjoy that day.
11-14-2001, 03:59 PM
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Originally posted by awinskill
Tiffin was good that day and Peter went out and bagged a few before supper. By did we enjoy that day.
Tiffin was good that day and Peter went out and bagged a few before supper. By did we enjoy that day.
He really can be a rascal sometimes with that 12 bore that Unclue Rufus left him!
11-14-2001, 04:12 PM
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Originally posted by awinskill
Ah TJ you rascallion, Peter decided that life in the institution wasn't his cup of tea and preferred it living with Pater. He managed to sneak the old .22 out of the kitchen while cook wasn't looking. Creaping up on the old cottage he gave them what for.
By jove he was laughing when we snipped the cigars over port! Old Rufus would have enjoyed the evening.
Ah TJ you rascallion, Peter decided that life in the institution wasn't his cup of tea and preferred it living with Pater. He managed to sneak the old .22 out of the kitchen while cook wasn't looking. Creaping up on the old cottage he gave them what for.
By jove he was laughing when we snipped the cigars over port! Old Rufus would have enjoyed the evening.
I remember mater and grandmama laughing like hyenas when they heard about Peter's episode with the .22! Shame about the gardener though!
Oh how I yearn for those heady days, when the staff would take a good horse whipping and consider it deserved punishment for letting the tea get cold ...
11-14-2001, 04:20 PM
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[QUOTE]Originally posted by tokyo_james
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Andy old bean, I remember your father telling me about Peter's time in the institution... sounded like the old Doc had a rather hard time with the poor fellow.
I remember mater and grandmama laughing like hyenas when they heard about Peter's episode with the .22!
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Andy old bean, I remember your father telling me about Peter's time in the institution... sounded like the old Doc had a rather hard time with the poor fellow.
I remember mater and grandmama laughing like hyenas when they heard about Peter's episode with the .22!
11-14-2001, 05:43 PM
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Oh TJ you take me back to good old times when we could chase the staff around the garden with the pitch fork and the whip. What sport. The hounds would have a field day as we had a frenzy on the lawn.
Strange the tea was always cold when we finished. I could never understand that...
Oh TJ you take me back to good old times when we could chase the staff around the garden with the pitch fork and the whip. What sport. The hounds would have a field day as we had a frenzy on the lawn.
Strange the tea was always cold when we finished. I could never understand that...
What jolly japes we had when we swapped cook's sugar for salt in the mornings, or when we filled the butlers shoes with itching powder just before mater and pater had Lord Poncenby round for supper....
Shame that we had to sell the tea plantation, but as pater said, a couple of million in the bank means I don't need to work any more...
11-14-2001, 10:40 PM
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Originally posted by tokyo_james
Those were the days, when boys were boys, and you weren't worried if your best friend was a camp old bugger!!
What jolly japes we had when we swapped cook's sugar for salt in the mornings, or when we filled the butlers shoes with itching powder just before mater and pater had Lord Poncenby round for supper....
Shame that we had to sell the tea plantation, but as pater said, a couple of million in the bank means I don't need to work any more...
Those were the days, when boys were boys, and you weren't worried if your best friend was a camp old bugger!!
What jolly japes we had when we swapped cook's sugar for salt in the mornings, or when we filled the butlers shoes with itching powder just before mater and pater had Lord Poncenby round for supper....
Shame that we had to sell the tea plantation, but as pater said, a couple of million in the bank means I don't need to work any more...
If you were given cold tea as children, that amounts to child abuse and you must protest most profusely to your local M.P. without delay.
Ahhh, what jolly japes we had as children, building rafts out of old logs, sailing down the river and catching some local crooks and handing them in to the local constabulary. All for the simple reward of ginger beer and a rich tea biscuit.
