Morning All.
Coffees, teas, milk infusions...muffins, gitchoor luvverly muffins 'ere...
Orders and reasons, if you have them (or need them, to be honest, on a Monday like this one), please!
Now I've put the title, I've had an horrific flashback to French Lessons at school. It was some sort of cheesy French 'soap' where all the kids spoke very slowly and very clearly...
Okay.
We need coffee...and it'll be served at about 12 midday.
Orders please.
I've got to deliver some bad news at a meeting this afternoon so I need something that will carry me through. A Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster, perhaps?
With an espresso on the side.
Well, it's looking a bit quiet, me old china blue, so might just be you and me this morning.
Hot Ribena please. And do your hire out fluffy slippers?
Syringe full of espresso, for me please - I was a dancing fool last night, and late to bed, so need a jolt to get going.
Oh and by the way: 'lang' = long and 'lum' = chimney. So 'lang may yer lum reek' is a wish for enduring household warmth. Or for some never-ending winter scenario, I'm not sure.
Is it too late for an espresso Veno?
I've a double-whammy in the sickness department today!