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More than a bit of a do Biscuitsbrown's second get-together After the first Biscuitsbrown's do at sunny Plackpool And the demise of JT's proton, an event quite cruel. It was decided that the next one could be better spent In Towey country, otherwise known as Purton on Trent. Ben and Sylvia were keen, they arrived the night before So they had a taster of the night that was in store. Well, it started very civilised, I have to say it's true But as the night wore on, the air turned a deep shade of blue! JT, Cathy and me sped the motorways in the White Peugeot Cathy bribed JT with a ham buttie - so to the shops she could go I'll only be ten minutes, I need something to wear JT raised his eyes skywards, was it then he began to swear? No, it was much later, as I now recollect After BP and Margaret joined the company, so select Spudmurphy and Julie they came up from down 'sarf The beer was flowing and we were all having a right lar'f Then DM arrived, the spy who came in from the cold. After lunching with the Russians or so we were told. JT regaled us with his exploits in Vladivostok Somewhere between the Urals and the Eastern Block. The talk turned to "memsahibs" DM is on number five, 'Twas at this point the conversation took a dive. With JT's talk of crotch-less jim-jams and what went on inside, Military boarding schools, in which DM took such pride. JT insisted upon the quiz, said it would be quite fun. Well, anything to get him off the subject of things stuck up yer bum! We divided into two teams, it turned out to be a bit of a lark, With Kay threatening to banish DM to the hotel car park. He kept shouting out the answers in his lovely posh voice, Until seated between this Scary Woman and Kay he had no choice, But to speak "pianissimo", as befits the status of a little mouse And to stop bemoaning the bog trotters and everything Scouse! JT urged us on to the second half, it was getting hard to think Because of JT's antics or the amount we'd had to drink! If the measure of a webmaster, is how loud he can shout Then Johnny T is the creme de la creme, without doubt! Our Rev Joe missed the do but sent money for the kitty And those of you that missed the show, a great pity 'Cos I don't think you'll ever see JT on such good form After Cathy makes him wish he had never been born! Cameras could well be banned from the next do, without a trace As us girlies don't look so good with tears streaming down our face A big thanks to Towey and Kay for organising the venue And a toast to us all, here's to the next Biscuitsbrown do! Written by Carolina de la Cruz © 2003 |
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