Quiet room...

[dulwichmum]

I am so sorry again Michael, I couldn't possibly drink red wine, it stains my expensive veneers! Recommend me a white forthwith, and I shall take pleasure in destroying my liver with it in your name...

[Michael Palaeologus]

Nearly disappeared off page 1 there - that would never do!

I am thinking of trying alternative alcohols DM - what would you recommend, the white or the blue?

[dulwichmum]

I don't drink Blue Nun dear man, Liebfraumilch is just not my thing... Please be kind?

[SeanMacGabhann]

* ponders the options available *

a) tell these two off

b) buy a ticket and watch developments

[dulwichmum]

I apologise Mr MacGabhann, Please don't tell me ma...

[mockney piers]

* thinks a librarians hard stare should suffice if it becomes necessary *

* wanders off to the ask DM a question room to watch things unfold....

[Michael Palaeologus]

White spirits or meths?

[citizenED]

*Gets out large tin of "Autumn Russet" emulsion*

*paints wall*

*pulls up some chairs*

*cracks open some tinnies*

*beckons Sean and Mockney*

*fancy watching paint dry, guys?*

[mockney piers]

* pulls up pew next to citizen, sups on cold can *

* eyes glaze over as body relaxes and tiredness of last 3 weeks washes over body *

* enters trance like state *

[Alan Dale]

BANG!

Camberwell separatists detonate car bomb in the street outside.

[citizenED]

*drat! the camberwell massif have found the Quiet Room secret stash of cocktails*

*obviously thought they were Molotovs*

*tut, tut, rookie drinkers!*

*spoilt my newly painted wall*

*and you disturbed Mockney, too*

[Keef]

*Releases the hounds*

[Michael Palaeologus]

*Dirty brushes - white spirits Citizen ED?*

[citizenED]

*White Stripes, high spirits, please, MP*

*Leave cleaning brushes for later*

*lines up shots glasses, gathers every flaver of Schnapps in the house*

*sets up mega game of Twister*

[Asset]

*thinks: Citizen will regret not cleaning those brushes*

*wonders how many flavours of schnapps there are*

*alcohol & Twister, could be dangerous*

[dulwichmum]

Thinks to self "Ok CitizenEd,

The last time we played twister I jumped on the mat first and no-one suggested a move for 24 hours. I was almost crippled."

Sits down in big comfy armchair, waits for the game to begin...

[citizenED]

*spins dial*

*left hand to peach schnapps*

*glug*

[dulwichmum]

No sweet CitizenED - on the mat! I was almost hospitalised for cramp I seem to remember.

[Michael Palaeologus]

Never really got into Twister - legs too short.

Slumps into 2nd comfy armchair next to DM to watch better leg- endowed chums tie themselves in knots.

I have a head-ache, hangover actually, those pesky imps Piers and Sean made me drink beer and red wine and white wine last night - pours large mug of tea and breakfasts on Paracetamol.

[mockney piers]

* plops a brace of paracetamol into the nord bone flavoured schanpps *

* spins, blue, bugger wet towel flavour *

* glug *

* yeeech *

* feels better somehow *

[SeanMacGabhann]

light-weights the pair of ye...

* smells coffee from the kitchen *

* pops toast in to the toaster - extra butter today? Oh go on then... *

* hums a Denise La Salle song with rewritten lyrics *

"Don't mess with my..."

[citizenED]

*glugs 13th shot*

*feels spaced out in a fuggy kind of way*

*Why is my shoulder virtually dislocated and how the hell is my head in somebody's armpit?*

*not exactly the best way to get an accurate Chav reading*

*anyone able (or willing) to unravel me?*

[Michael Palaeologus]

*Takes hold of a random part of citizenED and gives a tug - waits to see result - its either a satisfying PLOP or a squeal of outrage.....*

[dulwichmum]

Pops into the bathroom and runs CitizenED a Radox bath.

Thinks to self "that looks painful"

[Michael Palaeologus]

Hmm - better add some liquid Savlon DM - it looks a bit sore.