Diary of an Involuntary Expatriate
This made me laugh.I suppose if it were your Advent calendar, you'd be using bottles of whisky or scotch?
Either would do! I can't tell the difference now, I just tilt my head back and tip it down!
Please don't try it though. Think of your liver!
Actually, it is old hat. I have been doing it 365 days a year for years...
Do the numbers signify the days OR THE HOURS.?
Ooh, you are awful! But I like you!
THE ANGOLAN CUSTOMS CONSULTANTS - by Nobby Stiles.In this tense sub-equatorial drama, Stiles explores graft and and torpid procrastination in post-colonial Africa. The part of the manipulative Gowans is ably played by a growling Richard Wilson of "One Foot in the Grave" fame effectively counteracted by Julian Clary as the mincing Old Mate. The production introduces stunned audiences to Welsh vaudeville star Johnny Gray as the all-powerful José Eduardo dos Santos - President of Angola. Minor supporting roles include Cro Magnon as the hotel receptionist and Corinthian Column as the drugs smuggler.
Joking aside, as ideas go I reckon this one has legs!
Ah, but does it have toes?
Toes will be provided
Marvellous! I get given a bottle of whisky with the days marked off on the side.....
Don't throw your last empty bottle away. Fill it half full of tea and place it prominently on your desk, tipping a little bit away each day. Keep the bottles of whisky you are hammering well out of sight. Trust me, it works.
You love it, I'll drink it!
Mrs IG would like one of those. I've tried to like wine, but somehow it just doesn't work...Wine and I just aren't cut from the same cloth!
I buy my advent's calendars by the case from William Grants
This is perfect - now I can love Christmas again...
Realizing I have just help you rediscover it, I am filled with that warm fuzzy Christmas feeling again too!
I shall have to back-date mine so that they start at last Boxing day.
Mine don't last long enough to bother labelling!
Are you suggesting by this that I like to drink? Well, I never. Actually, I have this afternoon returned from the quackola, having passed my annual medical check-up with flying colours, (and several gold stars). So whatever I'm doing to counteract the "occasional" drink seems to be effective. After a sober lunch, as per usual, I have just recently come up from the pool having swum my 1200 metres. I think this calls for a ...drink. In celebration, moderation, etcetera, etcetera. I see my nasturtiums are further cast by the suggested minor part in a play. Minor, I ask you.
Is your real name Cliff Richard, by any chance?
"Sir Cliff" to you, but no, although I am easily mistaken for one of The Young Ones.
Please feel free to comment, good or bad. I will allow anything that isn't truly offensive to any other commentator. Me? You can slag me without mercy but try and be witty while you are about it.