Tallulah's Thread. Fuck yeah.

[cheekygirl75]

I’m going to assume bourbons are shit cookies because that’s the only thing that computes

I was a dog in my past life. Me and thunderstorms and fireworks don't go together. But me and alcohol to numb my senses really DO go together.


Uhm.

I took a packet of bourbons but they remained unopened.

 

[MrPimms]

I’m going to assume bourbons are shit cookies because that’s the only thing that computes

Bourbons are the unofficial King of biscuits. Chocolate. Maybe in a dead heat with the humble digestive.

They come in packs that only a sadist would offer because there are never enough in a packet. Great for dunking in tea. Dunking in coffee is a crime.

 

[Qky75]

What the fuck you doing come in here with big words????

Drop that shit at the door. Sapphic interlude. Wanker.

If I'm a wanker, you're a flicker

 

[Tallulah82]

I’m going to assume bourbons are shit cookies because that’s the only thing that computes

They're one of the sturdiest fuckers in the cookie department. They're a childhood biscuit, cheap and tasty.
I was too caught up in reading to faff with the crumbs.

 

[hotoldrguy]

On Friday, I ran away on my own to a tiny cottage on the edge of the North York Moors. I'd been looking forward to it for a while and despite the thundery storms that came and went over Friday and Saturday, I drank wine, and tea, and ate when I wanted, and slept when I wanted, and most importantly... I read when I wanted.

I'd taken 3 books away with me. I was already half-way through Beth O'Leary's 'Swept Away' that I'd struggled to find time to finish. And I packed Steph McGovern's 'Deadline', and Florence Knapp's 'The Names'.

Not only did I finish all of them, but I had extra time so I read something off the owner's shelves - a fluffy chick lit book that I can't quite remember but I was glad I hadn't spent money on. It was tolerable.

Despite all the wink-winks, and elbow nudges at who I am when I'm not alone... THIS is who I am when I am alone. A hermit who loves silence (rustling of tree leaves and bird song and other wildlife are welcome), who loves endless cups of tea, who loves that she can munch her way through a giant bag of crisps (aka chips) without anyone watching. Who will stay up until 3am because she can't put the book down AND she doesn't have to because there is nothing and no-one expecting anything from her when she wakes. 52 hours of solitude.

These are my bliss days. These are my soul days.

sounds like a fantastic break

 

[hotoldrguy]

They're one of the sturdiest fuckers in the cookie department. They're a childhood biscuit, cheap and tasty.
I was too caught up in reading to faff with the crumbs.

oooo they have a buttercream filling!

 

[Cwtchseeker]

They're one of the sturdiest fuckers in the cookie department. They're a childhood biscuit, cheap and tasty.
I was too caught up in reading to faff with the crumbs.

Those biscuit crumbs get everywhere. But bourbons are a staple with a good cup of tea. That a custard cream or a ginger nut.

 

[Tallulah82]

Just spent time in my new build space that will be mostly open kitchen/diner... the frame is up, the roof is mostly done though the skylight and french door spaces are still open gaps.
Have been measuring up and drawing on the floor to mark out internal stud walls of where I want the cloakroom, the boot room/storage, and the pantry.
This is getting real now!

 

[Qky75]

What the fuck you doing come in here with big words????

Drop that shit at the door. Sapphic interlude. Wanker.

Fine!! I fixed it.

I agree! That shack on the moore setting would've been a perfect story setting for two broads munching carpet!

 

[Tallulah82]

oooo they have a buttercream filling!

Yes. It is a requirement that you MUST pick off one side of biscuit and eat that. THEN slowly lick the buttercream until it's all gone, then eat the second side. Only psychopaths bite directly into a bourbon and straight up eat it.

 

[cheekygirl75]

Just spent time in my new build space that will be mostly open kitchen/diner... the frame is up, the roof is mostly done though the skylight and french door spaces are still open gaps.
Have been measuring up and drawing on the floor to mark out internal stud walls of where I want the cloakroom, the boot room/storage, and the pantry.
This is getting real now!

Cloakroom!? Woo, aren’t you fancy! Do you have an attendant, too?

 

[hotoldrguy]

Yes. It is a requirement that you MUST pick off one side of biscuit and eat that. THEN slowly lick the buttercream until it's all gone, then eat the second side. Only psychopaths bite directly into a bourbon and straight up eat it.

That is the way I eat Oreos

 

[Cwtchseeker]

Cloakroom!? Woo, aren’t you fancy! Do you have an attendant, too?

Well she did mention her internal stud walls

 

[Tallulah82]

Cloakroom!? Woo, aren’t you fancy! Do you have an attendant, too?

Fuck yeah, I'm fancy. The attendant is there to make sure every dirty fucker washes their hands. Posh innit.

 

[Cwtchseeker]

Fuck yeah, I'm fancy. The attendant is there to make sure every dirty fucker washes their hands. Posh innit.

Wait until the attendant realises he also has other duties

 

[Tallulah82]

 

[hotoldrguy]

 

[bikerbonez]

ah, hadn't spotted your return thread, glad i found it x

 

[hotoldrguy]

 

[Tallulah82]

 

[Tallulah82]

 

[MrPimms]

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I’m also useful as a door stop.

 

[MrPimms]

I have a theory. If I leave a bag of Waitrose cookies right here … @Tallulah82 will magically appear.

If I leave a packet of bourbons right here, she’ll appear but ignore them.

For science.

 

[hotoldrguy]

 

[Cwtchseeker]