Thursday, 13 March 2008

Makes light of Mermaid's little Incident

Our favorite Mermaid has had trouble with lavatories but it could have been worse

34 comments:

fleetofworlds said...

Blast! There I was planning a splendid Mermaid related post about this and now I find not only you but also the Bloggone have beaten me to it. BAH!

Tuscan Tony said...

You win Lilith. Where do I send the prize - being a voucher entitling the bearer to a week with the Mermaid in a 1 bathroom caravan?

fleetofworlds said...

Why do I suddenly have an image in my head of a caravan exploding in a great ball of fire (a la Brainiac)?

mutleythedog said...

Ha ha -- theres a man called Mr Whipple in the story..... tee hee!

W. N. Fuller said...

Oh dear, now I have quite forgot what it was that I was going to say.
Something about Forget-Me-Nots possibly; Most Myosotis species are endemic to New Zealand you know, though one or two European species, especially the Wood Forget-me-not. It was often worn by ladies as a sign of faithfulness and enduring love.
But I don't think that was it. What on earth?

Cheerio!

Scroblene said...

Fuller!

Fantastic to read that you have survived the pestilence - unlike one of members of the Parish Council.

Otherwise, this post is all but a 'Flash in the pan'!

Ha ha ha; my little joke!

Ha ha!

Ha!

!

Lilith said...

W.N Fuller? What have you done with Thomas?!!

Lilith said...

I donate the prize to Hitch, Tuscan, given that he is used to caravans 'n and their plumbing.

Jason said...

W N Fuller ses he's in Scotton Pinkney. Is the bloke a nutter or has Scotton Pinkney somehow got back? What about T.P. Fuller? He was a bit of a wanker. I heted him. He disrespected me.I am on the dole. Greggs wont give me any more free sausage rolls and Im goona be pushing up daisi'es because of no food and no credit on my electric. I can't get a blog because of my aunt and her boyfriend.

These things confuse me and I dont get confused easily why does this blog get people who talk bollocks?

W. N. Fuller said...

Cousin Tom! Cousin Tom. We used to go picking strawberries together. he always had that hobby horse, didn't he just.
What was I saying?

The Old Tarf said...

Lillith- Just follwed merms and Eks link to your site. Very interesting. As you probably realize I am also the Merms Pater.

I used to live and work in Glastonbury in the early 70's. Helped work on the 1971 festival. Worked at Appleby's meat packaging plant for money. Lived on the Tor and Chancery lane in a caravan.. I dated for a time the late and lamented Arabella.

Had a great time. Enjoyed scrumpy. Will pop in once in a while.

electro-kevin said...

She could sue her boyfriend for either money ...

...or time in lieu.

idle said...

When I get a good head of steam up on the crossword on a Saturday, sitting on the upstairs throne with a good view of the Downs, I have often thought it necessary to complete the cryptic challenge before rising from the porcelain.

On one occasion, faced with a very tricky final clue which required knowledge of Egyptian irrigation, I could barely walk for about ten minutes.

I have syndicated this comment on both Lil and the Tuscan's, as they dead-heated on the same post.

W. N. Fuller said...

Second wife, Beryl once fractured her cocyx, fell of a bloody elephant while staying at Brijendra Singh's place, Maharaja of Bharatpur. Anyway poor mare couldn't sit, too painful. Had to shit standing up! Put a fellow of Cumberland sausage for life.

Walk on.

electro-kevin said...

"When I get a good head of steam up on the crossword on a Saturday, sitting on the upstairs throne with a good view of the Downs, I have often thought it necessary to complete the cryptic challenge before rising from the porcelain."
(Idle)

I promise to wave when me and my chums pass by your window whilst exercising our right to roam.

idle said...

You are most welcome, e-k. 9am-ish.

Lilith said...

Gracious, what a lot of fine comments! Hello Old Tarf, you are most welcome. I tend to avoid Glastonbury, it being no place for a self respecting hippy and a bit of an open ward. Last time I went to the Festival was 1984 (?) when it was sunny and Morrissey sang to me :-) You dated Arabella did you, you naughty boy?

Lilith said...

Jason, I think you are safe, now.

Lilith said...

W.N. Fuller, may I respectfully suggest you make notes before posting? Although the forget-me-nots comment is charming I feel sure it was not what you intended to communicate.

Lilith said...

E-K you can be trusted to come up with the groaniest puns :-)

Lilith said...

Idle, I hope this post is a cautionary tale for you. I have never understood why men want to sit somewhere so uncomfortable to do the crossword?! Ok, there's the marvellous view, but what's wrong with the chaise longue?

Lilith said...

Mr Fuller, I am sorry to hear about Beryl. Is she still with us?

Lucien Modo said...

Lilith, I too attended Glastonbury in 1984. I danced inches away from Ian Dury, and fell asleep in the cinema tent while watching 'My Beautiful Laundrette.'

May I take a second to recommend this overlooked but quite charming blog: -

http://shacklemore.blogspot.com/

(this is not self promotion, it has nothing what so ever to do with me. Just a little discovery).

Lilith said...

ahh Modo, those were the days, eh? Did you get sunburnt? (Yes, kids, I know it is hard to believe, but it hasn't always rained at Glasto, only since it turned into Babylon)

Thanks for the blog hint.

idle said...

Lil, I have never had a tom tit on a chaise longue and I'm not about to start now.

The Old Tarf said...

Lillith- I never was a Hippy. I was a Yippie.

It wasn't until I was a lot bigger due to old age and drinking. That I finally became a "Hippy".

My Mum, Said '"Son you will never be a Hippy. As you are not fat around the ass." It wasn't until one night in Soho. I saw a very large Hooker in a mirco-mini skirt. That my late mothers words came back to me. I hung unto a lamp post and laughed so hard I almost keeled over. the passers by thought I was on something. I probably was.
Went to see the group "Deep Purple".

The Hitch said...

LILITH
Ladies will never understand the relationship between a gentleman and his lavatory (particularly an outdoor one). It is a place of refuge and quite reflection, a cross between a church and a potting shed.

Daisy said...

okay that is the oddest thing i have ever read and just sat here shaking my head...what the hell is wrong with people!

Lilith said...

Yes Hitch, this is something I have observed. However, it still mystifies me :-)

Daisy, we may well never understand.

Lilith said...

Tarf, your Ma was "well random" as the yoof might say today :-) Cracked me up.

Lilith said...

Idle, I am very pleased to hear it.

Scroblene said...

Lils, can we get going on Elecs please?

Or here...

I need some chat before I..

Oh Bum it's bedtime...

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