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 :>)

I have spoken unto the Guru and his words of wisdom are:

WHERE THERE IS TEA, THERE IS HOPE.

Kettle's on!

cream teas?

Have we an echo?

Looking in the fridge its cream tea, without the s.

There was another cream tea in there but it scone!

Scone where? there on the stair.

No, that was a mouse.

Its here -

Well scone a crow

I want a cream tea and I want it NOW!

There we go, cup of tea with cream.

a cream tea, creeeeeam tea!

Well here is a scream tea (towel).

Nice tea towel!

Ah! I get it, my hearing is a bit iffy today; KEAYDIAN meant a clean tea. I'll put it in the washing machine then dry it with this nice new tea towel.

(shoves Kim in with the towel)

I think a long wash should do it!

(tap tap tap on the door)

Ok Kim?

(click on)

..............................

Ooer! I hope he doesn't put it on fast spin!

Why was the washing machine laughing? Because it was taking the piss out of the pants.

Apparently apartheid started when the president of South Africa went to put on a load of washing and found a note stuck to the machine saying:

"Make sure you keep the colours separate from the whites".