There is something quite peculiar about a 70-something man looking in through your shop window with a knitted Angry Bird hat with a face to match the hat…
Catches f_pol in the act and locks her in the cupboard – not to be opened before Christmas . . . .
Oh, relieves her of the port first . . . .
:shock: i’ll be dead by then with no food or water atleast leave me the port i’ll be quite happy in the cupboard until then :D
Oh dear no! Our standards of hospitality are renowned amongst the cognoscenti. It’s a cupboard, not a cubbyhole, there’s space to lie down if we shift the founders’ armoire.
Mathers will ensure you get a decent breakfast, luncheon and supper at least. I hope this morning’s kippers were OK. We maintain naval tradition here, so you’ll get a full tot of rum every day. However we reserve the port for formal dinners.