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Well, I have been paying into a fund over the past few years, designed to pay for a day out for you wimmin. I've got £8.48 so far (found the 8p on the pavement), so where do you fancy going?
Well done Tabby, that seems to have made them take notice.
Perhaps they also realise that if they mess up, the forfeit will be taking you to Dublin and me to the seaside - with free lunches thrown in.
They tend to guard their pockets, so they wouldn't like that at all.
With good reason, so you blighters can't pick 'em.
If you're both desperate to go to Dublin/visit the seaside, get yourself to Holyhead (if you can find it), and take the ferry to Dublin. Mups can jump overboard just before the ferry arrives at port thus fulfilling her need for the seaside, while Tabbs can continue into Dublin. Both desires sorted 'at a stroke'.
Note to self: Scupper ferry to prevent return trip.
Well, I have been paying into a fund over the past few years, designed to pay for a day out for you wimmin. I've got £8.48 so far (found the 8p on the pavement), so where do you fancy going?
Once again, your generosity knows no bounds but frankly I'm appalled - you're giving them too much encouragement. Remember Oliver Twist and his appeal for `more` when he'd already consumed a goodly amount of gruel? These wimmin will be the same and take advantage of your largess.
Once again, your generosity knows no bounds but frankly I'm appalled - you're giving them too much encouragement. Remember Oliver Twist and his appeal for `more` when he'd already consumed a goodly amount of gruel? These wimmin will be the same and take advantage of your largess.
I know.
I know I am letting the side down when I talk of days out for these floozies but sometimes my softer side kicks in and I feel quite sorry for them. What with their complete lack of map reading skills and then there's the body odour of course .
I know I am letting the side down when I talk of days out for these floozies but sometimes my softer side kicks in and I feel quite sorry for them. What with their complete lack of map reading skills and then there's the body odour of course .
That could be why they're so desperate to get to the seaside, they're wanting their annual bath?