Well, it had to be done, didn't it? And since this is both the first and last post, I have won. Thank you all.
He says he might if you didn't snore.
One of our cats snores really loud, but he isn't disturb yet.
Yes he is. He says you and the cat snore up quite a duet in the night. He has run out of earplugs, and he swears you have swallowed something mechanical to make that racket.
It was not mechanical...
Then you need medical treatment immediately. I prescribe blood-letting (I have a rather sharp implement that can be used), and nutritional supplements (I have a very healthy mineral-rich broth that changes lives, and I am willing for you to have a litre or two of this). If we act quickly, we might be able to save you. The prize will stay with me, because he is afraid you and the cat might infect him. He is already traumatised from over-coddling by certain loose women who are scantily clad. He says he wants me to buy him a cork hat to keep away some persistent insect who is really getting up his nose. And he is really scared of Grandpa Phill, who keeps breaking his tether and escaping from the home.
I prescribe strawberry jam. There's still a little left.
As for the prize, I mentioned soup and where the dead cats go, and he has come straight back to me!
I take strawberry jam with cheese under it and brown bread under the cheese.
Hmm... that reminds me of the old joke about the chap who usually ate cheese on toast, but when he got bored with that he had toast under cheese instead. There's no accounting for taste. ;-)
Good idea, put you should't play with food - says Prizey
Jam and cheese is delicious. I can't eat cheese any more, but I remember...
You shouldn't play with food, but you can kick a moth around a bit like a soccer ball. The prize says he would like to do that and has asked me to catch one for him. I've asked Nelly to help.
The prize would like to know where his Gran'pa Phil is. I think Gran'ma Phil may have clipped his wings, but I can't tell the prize. He's very young and fragile. He says all he ever gets to eat at Gesine's is sandwiches. He's tired of that. He would like some quandongs.
You can get arrested for having quandongs in public. And as for clipping wings, what a disgusting, dreadful thing to do! Fortunately us moths dodge very fast. Still flying free. I've offered the Prize a sandwich-free (and soup-free) environment and he's delighted with it!
Nope. He wants quandongs. With ice cream. I am the onlyest participant what can get them. So he will never leave me. I don't feed him soup. I like him.
I've told the Prize what quandongs REALLY are. He's shocked and has bolted back to me. He never, ever wants to eat Oz food again!
Don't fault quandongs, very medicinal. The crushed roots of the tree are supposed to be good for rheumatism, costs you a fortune if you buy it across here, the Ausse's get it for free. The long thick roots are also good for clouting stroppy moffs with (swipe, ooops, sorry lad 'ope that didn't hurt too much).
Here we go prizey our lass, roast beef and yorkshire pudding. SHE loves it !
Don't give me that garbage about prize being a lad ,or 'you've made a mistake'. Prizey is quite happy here :0)
Dear me, Phil, you've fallen for Rita. Again! And hehe, my anti-quandong armour is working very well.
Anti-quandong amour is common amongst moffs. It attracts the lady moffs. There's no accounting for taste. By the way, you misspelled it.
Phil, forget the prize. I'm comin' over for that Yorkshire puddin' party! The best puds I ever tasted were made by a fellow who used to cook in the British navy. To die for!
Gee, did someone mention a party? I'll be there! Yorkshire pud is wonderful with a big sploosh of gravy in the middle. Can I bring my lady moth?
Can I bring my quandong?
Then your "lady" moff can't come, either. That Arabella - she's so rough.
What??? Oh alright then, quandongs accepted - provided they keep their distance. :-)
Quandongs are Australian peaches??? Sounds good. And I never ate Yorkshire pudding, so I'll come to the party. Shall I bring something typical from here? Maybe plaices, with bacon and shrimps and potatoes with parsley (Finkenwerder Scholle)?
Looks like I'll have to treble the pudding mix. How do you like your beef ?
Dez, can you bring a Quandong Crumble ? MMmmmmm
Only if I have a double helping of Finkenwerder Scholle. My quandongs are up close and personal quandongs, macromouth, so I'm afraid they are going to be in your face all night. Might protect you from Arabella.