OK temporary accomodation for us ex-pats of Spacie's coffee house that is sadly now boarded up and in memory of Goldie's old pad the tearooms.

No fancy stuff, as this is temporary until we find a nice new place but it's warm down here with the fire and aga and I've organised a daily guinness, lager and wine delivery. There is a small kitchen in the corner and a few comfy cosy armchairs.

So feel free to take refuge when you need a break - self-service generally I'm afraid but when I can I'll rustle up a meal :>)

Don't mind if I do, bet Kim will though.

(puff puff puff)

Ahhhhh, got any brandy?

(Cough, cough) (Choke)

(puff puff puff)

(Splutter)

Pipe down, get it, pipe....oh groan

Brandy please.....

Hello (clears a space in the smoke) over here, Brandy please.

(Puff puff puff)

(Cough, cough, cough) Pipe down! (Cough) Haha! yes that's (cough) a good one. Here's your (cough, splutter, cough) brandy. (Splash, splosh...........whoosh!) Ooops! I appear to have poured it on your cigar. Oooooh! Nice blue flames!

You dozy old git, get me a fire extinguisher, NOW.

(Puff, pant) Here we are! (Swoooosh, squirt) Ooooops!

I think you done that on purpose, where's my gun.

WHAT? Moi? Would I do such a thing? (Muttley snigger).

Look, I would like to make amends. Let me mop up the mess with this wet sponge. (Squiggle, squeak, splish, slpash, splosh) There! How's that?

Ooooo! Um, you look a bit wet. (Gulp)

Load!

(Singing) I'm leavin', on a jet plane..................✈

Where bound?

By the wrists to the bedposts. Oh! Haha! erm, that's embarrassing, oops! I see what you mean!

It was just an imaginary flight from an imaginary Beer Basement from KEAYDIAN's, hopefully, imaginary gun!
:o)

AIM!

FTSE

Good call, long :O)

Lol!