I like the expression...
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Hip, hip, hooray! LordE is okay!
ok....uh...ok
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I'm holding it...
now what?
Can you help me out here smorgshious?
I missed this whole ordeal.
EXTRAORDINARY!
Glad to hear that you're better and that they didn't kill you with that test LordE - it sounds horrid.
So glad you now know what you have, and hope you'll be feeling better. I had that test some years ago. I was so good about it the doc said I should be his model. Can you imagine? I wasn't flattered! I took Tagamet for awhile, changed my diet. No problem since, about that anyway. Oh, and quit smoking.
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I'm so glad you're feeling better, LE! Hope you get your bacon sammie soon!
with a chip butty on the side
<curtsey>
ellpus,
I hope you continue to get better and hope that there is no need for more tests!
He should get out of bloody England and get some decent food down
his throat that doesn't ferment and inflame his intestines.
Intrepid wrote:Good to see you back too, hephzibah. Are you sure that you and Lord Ellpus weren't just on a tryst?
Shoooosh intrepid! You weren't suppose to tell! :wink:
CalamityJane wrote:He should get out of bloody England and get some decent food down
his throat that doesn't ferment and inflame his intestines.
The right place in Burgundy, France, is waiting for him...
(They don't eat much fermented Sauerkraut there)
Best wishes to His Lordship.
I hope the servants are propping him up in bed on fluffy pillows and bringing him everything he needs.
Get well soon!
KP
Now you rely on Americans on food, Steve?
The young maid lifted up her head. Was that a sound, or just part of her imaginings? The flowers resting in her lap had been woven by her into perfumed chains of colour to be draped upon her shoulders and twisted through her hair.
Again, that sound. Ah, it was no dream, it was real. The carriage wheels crunching on the gravel as it made the turn from the road to the drive. She rose, her face glowing with joy. Grasping the blossoms to her bosom, she ran from the meadow in which she had been waiting and sped towards the house.
She ran through the back door into the kitchen, her breast heaving as a result of her exertions. The cook, interrupted from stirring a pot on the huge stove, turned to the girl and exclaimed - "Good heavens, girl, whatever is the matter with you? You've given me quite a start!"
"He's back!" the young lass breathed "His lordship's back!"
Grasping the maid's hands in her own, the cook commenced to dance around and around in circles, echoing the young girl's words - "He's back! His lordship's back!"
What a picture they made, the two of them, spinning about like whirling dervishes.
The footman and the butler, who had been chatting in the doorway to the hall ceased their conversation and hurried in different directions, the footman to spread the news to the rest of the household and the butler to take up his position at the front door.
As the carriage came to a stop, the postilion folded down the steps of the carriage. The door swung open and the handsome figure that stepped down, paused and turning his golden head, surveyed his domain. He then proceeded up the steps of Droitwich Manor to the front door where the butler waited.
"May I, on behalf of all of us below stairs, welcome you back, M'lord? We were all so worried and it goes without saying how extemely happy we are to see you looking so fit and well."
"Thank you all" replied his lordship nodding at the line of staff that had stationed themselves in the hallway. He made his way to the stairs, pausing only to raise a jaunty eyebrow and wink at the young maid on the tail end of the line - the one with the daisy caught in her hair.
WOW Lezzles....
to be continued, I hope.
that was good.
