Time Gentlemen, please.
Time Gentlemen, please.
NZ_CQuote:
Originally Posted by nz_carver
You'll have to forgive me, but I'm having a little bit of trouble keeping up with the dialogue here. There again I don't get out much, but I'm sure all will become clear at the GTG with plenty of linguists on hand to translate into hills dialect and probably the vernacular too :wink: :) .
Regards
Paul
Not necessarily this is "THE FORUMS OFFICIAL ANZAC BISCUIT TRANSPORTER. This humble piece of tupperware is held in high regard by stalwarts such as claw hama, wheelinround and scribbly gum"Quote:
Originally Posted by DaveTTC
If you do dont give it to Fence Furniture who has enough on his mind remembering to put a cake out! Put it out on a flat surface and stand back.
I'd make sure the lid is off as well - could get nasty otherwise!Quote:
Originally Posted by Pac man
Nah, all sorted - already got the string on my finger. Just gotta remember to take it out of the freezer (the cake).
So you cook cake in the freezer up there?Quote:
Originally Posted by FenceFurniture
Down here we have there's boxes there found in the kitchen that have heat there called ovens Lol :q
Withn the numbers attending it's lucky I am personally going to bake a fresh batch of Anzacs and fill the Hunter Valley Forum Anzac container.
Did you bake them Paul?
No i wanted to make sure they'd be edible. Thanks to the same maker as the last Sydney show Ms Pac man.
There were 42. There may not be that many by Sunday.
Mrs P is to be praised and many platitudes rained down upon her. :2tsup:
Don't forget my sharp piece of steel on Sunday.
That reminds me i better find it. I am sure it needs sharpening though.
[QUOTE=Pac man;1642030]Not necessarily this is "THE FORUMS OFFICIAL ANZAC BISCUIT TRANSPORTER. This humble piece of tupperware is held in high regard by stalwarts such as claw hama, wheelinround and scribbly gum"
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Pac man and Mrs Pac man,
As the STEWARD OF THE FORUM'S OFFICIAL ANZAC BISCUIT TRANSPORTER I need to warn you that you may be playing with powers beyond your control. I have checked its history and have identified the following 3 alarming facts...
- the first historical reference to this container is that it was the source of the legend that Norman Lindesay translated into his fabulous book about the SELF FILLING Magic Pudding ... in between bouts of painting naked ladies!
- the second reference is its use in the first 3 episodes of Doctor Who where it was the prototype Tardis. It still would be if Tupperware hadn't objected to its use without paying royalties and John Pertwee's constant request for free replacement lids!
- the third is that it belongs to Mrs Fletty and I think she is starting to disbelieve my assertion that it was taken by Somali pirates as I crossed the Nepean River on my way back from the last Katoomba GTG. (Personally I think it was an inside job ... who else would have known?? hmmmm Pac man, NC Archer ..... :; and that's not to mention the most Somali looking of them all...... Ozhunter!! )
However, many thanks for refilling it. I couldn't bear the thought of all those grown men (skews gal and Lola would be far to clever to do this) staring into the empty container waiting for the magic pudding spirit to do its thing!
fletty
Hey Fletty, on a side note, I finally used the Raised Panel tooling on the moulder on Sunday. Doesn't that remove timber at a frightening rate. I was very careful not to put soft squishy bits anywhere near the thing. Even at 8 thou rpm, the moulder was nearly a helo :;
I ain't sayin' nutin'. You got nuffin on me. Me an the P Man was in the pub the whole time.
Perhaps I'll have more to say about this on Sunday, but the only time Lola stares into an empty container is when she has been the emptier.
She's an extraordinary generous gal, BUT if you are not around at the time...well let's just say I'm desparately hoping we never have to share a Red Cross Parcel.
I have developed some strategies to counter this aberration. Take last night for example. She had repeatedly told me that she wasn't at all hungry, as she had some sandwiches quite late in the day. I have long ago learned to ignore this as mere rhetoric. I finished my dinner with some excellent Stilton cheese on one of the new 4x4" Vitawheats (and a better combo is hard to find). I was of course very much looking forward to the second installment of this excellent combo, to round things off.
A small aside: of the entire packet, there were two VWs left, and I had previously consumed one only. I figured that I was very justifiably entitled to the last two, which would make my total consumption of the packet about 20%.
"Hmm" I heard above Tony Jones lampooning a couple of fools on the Q&A panel, "I might just have a piece of that Jarlsberg". Knowing what was to immediately follow, I carefully arranged my fork in a semi-stabbing position.
Sure enough, the arm outstretched again in the direction of said last VW 4x4 (err, that's a biscuit, not a Hitler inspired SUV). At the precise moment that the fingers clutched the biscuit, the tynes of fork were placed almost gently, but firmly into the top of the offending hand, which remained at rest rather than withdrawing with booty.
"Didn't you see me preparing the fork?" I asked, knowing that her concentration was "elsewhere".
"No" she protested, "but there is another packet".
"Ah, well that's ok then, carry on my love, and enjoy".
:roflmao:
left over from the last GtG Bret :UQuote:
Originally Posted by FenceFurniture