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Post by kas on Nov 21, 2012 9:36:37 GMT
"Maplin"
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Post by snigsby on Nov 26, 2012 20:22:16 GMT
Hi de Hi,campers! (the author of this brief contribution is just home from 10 unexpected days in hospital and is not up to much right now!) ("Not up to much at any time" mutters BB)
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Post by kas on Nov 26, 2012 22:59:30 GMT
Aw Snigs, hope you're OK now.
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Post by snigsby on Nov 27, 2012 12:21:54 GMT
Just had a teensy little sub arachnoid haemorrhage but all signs are good at the moment. It was very exciting being rushed 40 miles in an ambulance with lights flashing and sirens wailing to our nearest neuro unit (which is one of the best in the country). The downside was 2 hourly obs combined with intermittent drip changing as they administered 4 different drugs. I believe I was rather rude to a couple of staff nurses after 48 hours of that,informing them that the Russians used sleep deprivation as torture and also that I didn't care if I kept calling him David Campbell,it was still the same slimy faced PM as it had been the last time they'd asked. Anyway, am home now and on box rest pretty much until Xmas - which I am cancelling The highlight of the stay in hospital was the day I was allowed to get up and wlak about and my next door neighbour brought the dogs to the entrance doors to the building,that was lovely!
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Post by beksnjake on Nov 27, 2012 16:30:30 GMT
Big hugs from everyone Snigs, great to hear you're on the road to recovery.
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Post by nicxf on Nov 28, 2012 9:02:21 GMT
Oo-er missis! Look after yourself and get well soon.
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Post by kas on Nov 28, 2012 18:17:49 GMT
Yes, look after yourself Snigs! It will soon be time to start planning your annual trip Down South.
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Post by snigsby on Nov 30, 2012 10:56:43 GMT
"Who'd make their annual journey Down South in this weather?" grumbled BB,clutching his designer rug around his shivering shoulders and guzzling hay to insulate his insides. "Don't know" panted Khan't,who had spent most of the journey so far practising his Dorris dancing steps in an effort to keep warm.
Pulling into a field entrance,Snags adjusted the coolpak on her throbbing forehead and peered into the field where she spotted,behind a clump of bushes, the Nix Nitters van. "That must be the campsite" she thought as she bumped the trailer into the field.
Hastily stabbing fence posts into the icy ground,she wound electric tape into a corral and stood back to let two charging ponies stampede down the ramp to drop and roll exultantly. "Yippee!"
Tottering off to her little cubbyhole and sinking into her airbed, Snags called out to the two of them to behave themselves,pleeeease,just for half an hour. "I need a restorative snooze,she muttered,"I'm not a well woman,you know."
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Post by snigsby on Dec 13, 2012 9:35:29 GMT
"You light up my life like nobody else" sang BB under his breath as he meticulously combed his forelock sideways over his eyes. His eyes narrowed thoughtfully as he watched the colts from One Flexion grazing quietly in the next field. They had had a long chat last night and BB was intrigued by everything he'd heard.
Herds of perfectly well behaved ponies? His nostrils quivered with curiosity and disbelief. This he must see. And then Do Something! He had no idea what but he was sure he could get himself involved somehow.
And then,maybe,just maybe,his favourite cougar might notice him!
Snags slumbered on,blissfully unaware of the plans he was hatching.
"one,two,three,eeeek!" shrieked BB as,head down, he charged the electric fence and kicking his designer rug under the hedge,he trotted cautiously out of the gateway.
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Post by beksnjake on Dec 13, 2012 13:46:08 GMT
Meanwhile Poshnbeks had tired of writing lists."this isn't helping" she said."It never has" said Corporal Quinn to L.R.D."we need to get going & if she keeps writing lists we'll never get to Silverend - personally I blame the Sloe Gin"
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Post by kas on Dec 13, 2012 19:29:40 GMT
Kos and her gang had arrived. The clopped up the deserted main street peering around and taking in the sights. As they drew closer to a cute cottage with roses around the door Kos spotted a familiar cloth-capped figure leaning sadly on the gate. "Hi Jonty! How are you doing?" she called out. "Oh Kos, I'm quite worried really. I'm kinda wishing that Nellie and I hadn't moved here. It's a great town really... but... something's not quite right...". Jonty removed his cap and mopped his worried brow. "What's the problem then Jonty? It looks great from here." Kos stepped down from Celebrideee and walked over to Jonty, leaving the three nags stomping on a sad looking woolen object in the dust. "It's Nellie, and it's Pie, and I just don't know, they seem so, ya know? Strange?" Said Jonty. "And, this morning, when I went to muck out Pie's stable, it was kinda wierd. He had done all his poo in a... bucket! And there was no wee. All I could see was a little bit of oil... I've been around horses all ma' living days and I've never seen anything like it!". "Jeez, that is a bit odd" agreed Kos, "but maybe Nellie had been oiling his hooves?". At that moment their conversation was interrupted by a Powerful Pounding of hooves and Fat Farelli skidded into a sliding stop beside them. "Kos! Come on girl! You're late! The Knitting Circle have already started. Irma's there and some of your other mates. Follow me - I'll take you there!". Kos shrugged apologetically at Jonty, scrabbled up on to the fence, Celeb kindly shuffled alongside to let her climb on, and the whole group vanished in a cloud of dust towards the Town Hall". Jonty shook his head sadly. Then his eyes lit on the mangled remains of the knitted rug in the street. He wandered over and picked it up. Sniffed it thoughtfully. Turned and took it into his cottage.
(Note to authors - shall we let Jonty work out the mystery? Maybe after getting together for some sleuthing with Stove Tencents??).
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Post by kas on Dec 13, 2012 19:31:36 GMT
Meanwhile, Nix got to her feet and pressed her ear to the wall of the barn where she was imprisoned. What was that familiar sound she could hear outside? Was it a faint but familiar woolfish howling???
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Post by snigsby on Dec 14, 2012 16:20:09 GMT
Nix jumped back in alarm as a penetrating whisper hit her ears. "Psst!" a hoarse little voice said "Is there anybody in there?"
"Yes,me,Nix,who's that?"
There was an alarmed silence at the other side of the door.
"Er,um,it's.....oh,it's me,BB,please don't be cross,I know I was very naughty last year and ran around naked and so on but honest,I am a reformed character,really...."BB" shouted Nix "stop wittering and let me out! Can't you hear that woolfish howling? We need to get out of here!".
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Post by kas on Dec 14, 2012 19:09:39 GMT
Phil Nye (fuckin' legend) was a mile out of Stepford and, as sparks flew from the hooves of El Stalliano Diaboloso, narrowing the gap rapidly. "Aaaooooo!" said Philip. It was that time of the month and he'd taken a break for a steak n chips at the last truckstop.
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Post by nicxf on Dec 17, 2012 16:18:53 GMT
"Arooooo!" "Arooooooooooo!!" went the howl. BB shivered. "Ok" he said "stand back! I'm going to take care of this door" Backing toward the door, he looked over his shoulder, took careful aim and double-barrelled the lock a few times, until with a creak and a clatter, the sad remains of the bolt and padlock dropped to the ground. Slowly, the door opened. Nix peered out. "nice work, BB!" she said. "And good to see you kept your hair on this time". BB sniffed. "Yes, well; I thought we were in a hurry?" he said, pointedly changing the subject away from his former nekkid shennanigans. "You're quite right" said Nix, "let's get out of here and see if we can find some help. Can you carry me though? I can't walk too well." "CARRY YOU? " exclaimed the shetland, looking up, then up a bit more at Nix. "Um...." There was another howl, closer this time. "Aroooooo!" Shortly after that, the retreating figures of a small pony carrying a gangling figure with its knees tucked up by its ears, could be seen bumpily trotting as fast as they could go down the lane, in the direction of the campsite. They thought it was time to get help, and quickly.
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