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You're invited to a tea party
In respect to Yosemite Sam's cri de cour (I think that's how the French is spelt) for the good old days here at Rantburg, and in gratitude to Mike's charming film potrayal of me eating cake, all of the good hearted Rantburgers - old hands, regulars, irregulars and lurkers - are herewith invited to join me here for tea. Here at the tea table we have tea and coffee, with milk, sugar, sweetener and lemon for those who want them. Autobartender was kind enough to set up the hard stuff over there on the sideboard for those who prefer it -- so you know he picked the nicest bottles from behind the O Club bar. And of course some baked things, without which a tea party is incomplete: milk tarts for Besoeker, who got a bit pummeled today, lemon poundcake garnished with lemon geranium leaves and day lilies for those who know how to appreciate such things, and a variety of cookies baked by the trailing daughters who are thrilled to have a famous mother. For those of you with muddy feet, the shoe brush is by the door; dirty hands can wash in the sink across the hall before coming in. No one need hold back because he'd been engaged in honest labour before joining us. What can I offer you? :-D Posted by: trailing wife 2006-08-14 |
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