A Tale of Misadventure
The CBB -> St Clare's House
#1: A Tale of Misadventure Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 2:49 am

This is a joint effort, I think the others will make themselves known fairly early on in the proceedings! It was the result of an MSN convo.... Nuff said?

It all began one winter’s afternoon, when Vikki had a cold. It was a particularly nasty cold, and frankly, she felt like death warmed up on a bad day. This, for those of you who are unaware of it, is not a good way to feel. Rosie, being a lovely kind and helpful child, suggested that hot honey and lemonade would be A Good Idea (this has no nutritional value whatsoever, and certainly no vitamin C, but is rather scrummy all the same).

Sadly, Rosie, in her eagerness to help, had forgotten the hoard of teddy bears with which Vikki shares her abode. At the magic ‘h-word’, Vikki found herself mobbed by a lot of small and not-so-small furry bodies. Quick-thinking Rosie decided that the best course of action was to distract the teddies by throwing honey a good distance away from Vikki. The teddies dashed to this new feast like a swarm of locusts, and Vikki was free!

However, what Rosie hadn’t accounted for was the other locust-like tendency of the bears – that of eating everything in their path. Soon there was a large hole in the pink carpet, and a rather sheepish-looking Rosie.


"I say Vikki," exclaimed Rosie. "They seem to have eaten the carpet." (Always state the obvious, especially around Vikki. Anyway, it gives you time to think. Especially when you have just inadvertently created a large hole in their nice pink carpet. Even if you were only trying to help.)

Vikki grinned. Maybe it isn’t her carpet after all. " If you move that chair over a bit, no one will notice," suggested Rosie, slightly optimistically perhaps, as the hole was now about 6ft across. Still, one mustn’t discourage the young. "Hmm. Perhaps not that chair then. That already seems to be covering…. Vikki! Is that a chalked outline of a body??" exclaimed Rosie, with understandable surprise. After all, you’d think they’d change the carpet. Maybe that explained why Vikki seemed unconcerned about the hole.

Vikki looked around guiltily (is that a word?). "Shhhhhhhh! Someone’ll hear you!" shushed Vikki anxiously.

"Vikki! That’s NORTY," admonished Rosie (Anyone who points out how utterly hypocritical this statement was will be poked with a very sharp stick). Vikki donned an innocent face, and completely failed to convince anyone. This may have been due to the fact that the bears were still preoccupied with the carpet, and Rosie was eyeing the sofa. "So, anyway, can we move your sofa?" she asked.

"Well, you could if I had one," came the reply.

"Bugger." (Don’t ask, compared to the rest of this, this is quite normal.) "Ok, what can we use to cover up the hole? And Vikki, I think you may need to call those bears off…"

"I can’t, they’re in a honey-frenzy," wailed Vikki.

 

#2:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 2:51 am

"Gosh. Well, I’m sure you’ll appreciate a new carpet…" Especially as this one has a dead body outlined on it. "And floorboards. Oops, that bear seems to have fallen through."

"Now that IS interesting," commented Vikki. "Since all our floors are concrete."

"Oh!" exclaimed Rosie excitedly! "It must be a hidden well!" (Hands up all those who think Rosie may have read too much Enid Blyton as a child. Oh, hello to all my old English teachers…)

"Look!" shouted Vikki, grabbing a torch "A secret passage!"

"I say," said Rosie, donning her own head torch. "Shall we invite Carolyn along as well?"

"Oh yes," replied Vikki. "It’s best to have plenty along for these expeditions." (Query: how many of these expeditions has Vikki undertaken?)

"Carolyn!"

"Hello Carolyn!"

"Hello. You know Vikki, Honeycomb isn’t the innocent bear that he seems. In fact, if you go down to the woods tonight, you are in for a big surprise. If you go down to the woods tonight you won’t believe your eyes! Which means, all in all, that it’s a good thing the webcam caught Honeycomb in the act!" (However, to protect the innocent – Rosie, fr’instance – we won’t be showing the tapes.) said Carolyn, showing remarkable calmness at being whirled from her own comfy living room to Vikki’s bedroom in a matter of seconds. Must be practice. Or something.

"Never mind all that!" said Vikki impatiently. "We’ve found a secret passage!"

"So you have."

"Do you want to come help explore?"

"Why not?" answered Carolyn. She probably knows why not by now, but she didn’t then, and hindsight is a wonderful thing, as they say.

Rosie looked scared. This was probably because she was scared. "Someone else go first!" she pleaded.

"Careful on the steps," reminded Vikki. This sounds like Vikki wasn’t planning on going first either.

"They might be slippy," added Carolyn, in her best motherly fashion.

Splat. That was Rosie. "Are you ok?" asked Vikki, slightly worried that, after all, the secret passage was in HER house, and she might get in trouble. Carolyn said nothing, and merely handed over a sticking plaster.

"I’m fine thanks!" called back Rosie, licking the blood off her knee.

"EUWWWW!" cried Vikki. "ROSALIE!!"

"Tasty," commented Carolyn.

"For pity’s sake don’t encourage her Carolyn!"

"Why not? The young should be encouraged." (There, didn’t I say the same thing earlier?)

"We don’t need Rosie turning to vampirism though." (I’m sure that’s not a real word, but Vikki said it anyway.)

"Suppose not, especially in a dark enclosed passage. Rosie, stop it!" Carolyn ordered. "Although," she added. "I do have a cross and some garlic here." At this point Rosie stubbed her toe on something. Honestly, this child is a walking disaster, you can’t take it anywhere. Carolyn’s mother-radar ears heard a wall move. "Erm Rosie, you seem to have trapped us in. I think that stubbing closed the opening." (What did I just say?)

"Oops."

"Did I ever tell you that I’m claustrophobic?" piped up Vikki.

Rosie decided to ignore this long word, and pointed out that they’d better keep going, hadn’t they? To which Carolyn agreed, and Vikki concentrated on trying to breathe.

"You first," said Carolyn. "Vikki, hold my hand!" Vikki grabbed Carolyn’s hand and hanged (hung?) on for dear life. "Erm Vikki, if you squeeze that hard the blood will stop flowing and my hand will drop off," pointed out Carolyn, quite reasonably.

"Sorry" said Vikki, loosening her grip somewhat.

"Thank you," replied Carolyn. One must always remember one’s manners, even when stuck in a secret passage. "Rosie, stop swinging that torch!" shouted Carolyn a few minutes later.

"I’m not!" came the reply. "It’s on my head! S’not my fault I keep jumping! It’s scary down here! And Vikki, stop POKING me!"

"That wasn’t me!" rejoined Vikki indignantly.

"Nor me," added Carolyn quickly. At this point, the record shows that Rosie squeaked.

"What’s that squelching noise?" asked Vikki in worried tones.

"Rosie –" started Carolyn

"It’s not me!"

"Rosie, are you alive?" came the slightly redundant question.

"Yes. I think."

"So why have you turned green and scaly?" Now there’s a question and a half…

"I haven’t!"

"Well don’t turn around too quickly then, cos whatever is behind you IS!" (That’s green and scaly, not behind Rosie, though it’s that too…) Vikki brandished her stun gun in a menacing fashion.

 

#3:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 2:51 am

"Where on Earth did that come from Vikki?" asked Carolyn, quite forgivably it must be said.

" ‘ Whipped a pistol from her knickers,’" chanted Rosie. "Be prepared - motto of the Girl Guides eh, Vikki?"

"Zackly."

"Let’s just keep walking. Quickly…."

"Good plan."

"I know." A few minutes later….

"Carolyn! Carolyn!"

"I’m here…."

"Oh thank God!"

"Sorry, I was distracted by the beautiful……"

"I thought the green scaly thing had got you," said Vikki eloquently.

"Beautiful……." Carolyn tailed off dreamily.

"Er Carolyn, are you okay there?" asked Rosie, poking Carolyn with a handy Big Stick.

"Ouch! Sorry, what happened?"

"I don’t know," replied Rosie.

"You went all funny," added Vikki helpfully. Rosie nodded, an even more helpful action, seeing as it was very dark in the tunnel, Still, it made the torch dance up and down, which is always beneficial on these occasions.

"Vikki…. Did you use the stun gun?" asked Rosie.

"Not on me I hope!" said Carolyn tartly.

"I think she might have," said Rosie. "Vikki?"

"No, I used it on the green scaly thing."

"Sure? Not me?" asked Carolyn doubtfully.

"Yup."

"I think it may have been when I looked into the crystal thingy," pointed out Carolyn. I do like the way she let Vikki be suspected quite unfairly before pointing this out.

"What crystal thingy?"

"Oh. That one………."

"Don’t look!" cried Carolyn. "It makes you go all swirly minded," she added, showing considerable restraint it not saying that it wouldn’t make much difference on the other two.

"Cool. Can we keep it?" asked Rosie. None one bothered to answer this, which I suppose means no. Sadly.

"Are we ever going to get down this tunnel?" queried Carolyn impatiently, which is a bit cheeky when you think about it, seeing as she was the one who went and stared into a dodgy crystal. Vikki, ever prepared, produced three pairs of sunglasses from about her person, before allowing the others to set off once more.

"Ok, let’s go!" cried Rosie, trotting off. Carolyn and Vikki obviously followed, but they walked cos they’re not ponies apparently. Some people are just boring. Anyway, a bit further on there came an excited exclamation from Vikki.

"A slide! I think we go down here!"

"Looks like it," said Carolyn. "Altogether-" And she and Vikki jumped, holding hands. "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Hehehehehhe!"

"Sploosh."

"Shame about the pool at the bottom."

"Well I missed it."

Rosie hadn’t been paying attention, and found herself alone at the top of the slide. This was even more scary than the prospect of jumping into the unknown, so she jumped too. "Veer right as you come off Rosie!" shouted Carolyn. Rosie obediently veered right. "Sorry, I meant left!" called Carolyn apologetically, and a bit late, as Rosie hit the wall. The other two didn’t notice for a bit, as they were engaged in having a water fight. Children. I don’t know. It wasn’t until Rosie had collapsed to the floor still, grey etc that they finally realised, by which time both were more than a little damp. And they didn’t go home and have a hot bath and go to bed.

"Do you think we should do something?" asked Carolyn. "Or just wait for a passing doctor?" Vikki promptly injected Rosie with adrenaline (If you’re worried where she got it from, or if she’s qualified, think how I feel!). "OWW!"

"Sorry, it said inject into the left buttock."

"Funny," pondered Carolyn. " Epipens go into the thigh. Hard. They bruise."

"Can I wait for the doctor anyway then?" asked Rosie hopefully.

"Nope."

"Please?" (Anyone else reminded of the scene in Monty Python and the Holy Grail where Sir Galahad asks for just a little bit of peril in Castle Anthrax?)

"Not if you’re ok. Up you get," said Carolyn unfeelingly. "Let’s go onwards."

 

#4:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 2:54 am

Vikki turned the torch on again. No, I don’t know why it was switched off either. Ask Vikki. She then produced her camera ‘just in case’, an action which caused Carolyn to scream and hide. "Heheheh," giggled Vikki. "Just wait until my shiny new digital camera arrives!"

"That won’t help us if we don’t find a way out of here," answered Carolyn rationally.

"Ooooh!" exclaimed Vikki. "I wonder what happens when you pull this rope?"

"Er. That. Apparently."

"So it does."

"Well I’m glad we found that out."

"Useful to know."

"Yes."

"Er, Vikki?" asked Rosie. "You’ve gone awfully quiet."

"You have," said Carolyn. "Please don’t pull it again." (Sounds like advice after a dodgy night out.)

"Vikki!" shouted Rosie.

"Who could have realised it was a camera-eating monster?" mused Carolyn.

"Who indeed?" Rosie chimed in.

There was a sob from Vikki. "Come on," said Carolyn bracingly. "Remember the new one. But don’t say it too loudly or it might follow us." Vikki started to run, tugging Carolyn and Rosie with her. Rosie wasn’t budging though. Amazing how solid a small person can make herself really. But then someone comes along and picks you up instead…

"Isn’t it cute?" crooned Rosie. "Can we keep it?"

"No Rosie," replied Carolyn with a sigh.

"PWEASE?" begged Rosie, stroking the monster, whilst Vikki waited hopefully for it to bite. Horrible girl.

"Rosie, monsters of any variety do not make good pets," reasoned Carolyn.

"We could train it."

"N. O." said Vikki firmly. Rosie sighed disappointedly, but finally started walking again.

"Hmm, I wonder what that writing says?"

"It says…"

"EXIT," read Vikki, with a touch of triumph.

"Sure about that Vikki?" asked Carolyn, in that aggravating manner of someone who is just about to make you look a right fool.

"That’s what it says," stated Vikki firmly. "It may be lying though," she added doubtfully.

"It’s just that the letters B E W R E A don’t normally spell ‘Exit’," said Carolyn apologetically. "In any language. Or order."

"Looks like Welsh to me," piped up Rosie.

"It’s changed!" cried Vikki, rightfully indignant. "That’s not what it said earlier!"

"Mmmm," said Carolyn. "A changing sign…."

"How rude," said Rosie. "Poke it. With a big stick." And thus Rosie suited action to the word.

 

#5:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 2:55 am

"Not good."

"Don’t poke it Vikki!!!" shouted Rosie. "Now look what you’ve done!!"

"It might bi-" started Carolyn. "Oh. It did bite. What a mess."

"Gosh," breathed Rosie. "So Carolyn, how are we going to explain this one?"

"Dunno. I think people might notice her absence."

"The nagging and chanting on New Family might start to pile up somewhat."

"It might," agreed Carolyn distractedly. "All that blood. Who would’ve thought she had so much blood in her?"

"Well I rather knew there had to be some…"

"Wonder if she could come back as a friendly ghost and haunt the CBB and MSN? Then no one would know."

"Yeah. Vikki?" called Rosie.

"Are you there?" asked Carolyn. "What’s it like being newly dead?"

"Do you fancy coming back as a friendly ghost?"

"After all, it wasn’t our fault. It was Vikki who poked the sign."

At this Rosie went a deep shade of pink. "Well no, I did.

"Yes," agreed Vikki. " So YOU should’ve gotted eaten!"

"Guess I’m just lucky," said Rosie, with a shrug.

"Lucky Rosie," agreed Carolyn.

"Say, can I have your Chalets then Vikki?" asked Rosie.

"No," answered Carolyn with decision. "I want them."

"I asked first," whined Rosie. "And I got her eaten. So they’re MINE."

"But I didn’t get blood everywhere."

"It’ll wash off."

"Sorry," cooed Vikki, not sounding very sorry at all. "The books got ghostified too!"

"Humph. Well we have to get out first anyway," remarked Carolyn. "Vikki, as a ghost can you see a way out?"

"I can indeed," came the reply. "Just poke the sign!"

"Erm."

"Does it involve becoming a ghost too perchance?"

"I don’t think that’s a very good idea," finished Carolyn.

"Oh look, a tunnel!" cried Rosie joyfully (some people just never learn).

"Not another tunnel," sighed Carolyn, who obviously DOES learn. "Coming!" (Or not.)

"Knew this head torch was a bonus!" said Rosie, somewhat muffledy as she was squirming into the tunnel at the time. "Oh."

"What?" asked Carolyn in alarm.

"Watch out for the flesh-eating moon grufflers!" jeered Vikki, earning a well-deserved snort from Rosie.

"How odd."

"What’s odd?" Carolyn was getting a bit desperate now.

"I rather think we have to swim this bit," said Rosie.

"Hmm, let’s have a look," replied Carolyn, who didn’t consider swimming to be a good idea At All.

"Unless we can build a raft."

"Rosie," sighed Carolyn. "Did you not look overhead? There are steps!"

Rosie looked decidedly sheepish. "Bugger. Can we build a raft anyway?"

"Not til we’re free."

"Mind those steps," interjected Vikki.

"Vikki, is it safe to climb up?" asked Carolyn.

"There could be some trick ones," came the comforting reply.

Carolyn started to climb carefully up the stone steps. "Rosie, only stand on the even-numbered ones!" Carolyn then watched - and bit her fingernails - as Rosie counted haltingly on her (own) fingers.

"Eleven is an even number right?"

"No." Silence. "Rosie. Speak to me. Did you miss eleven?"

"You’re right. It’s not an even number is it?"

"No."

"It ought to be. It looks like one. Just like some French words look feminine…"

"Are you ok?" interrupted Carolyn anxiously. "Are you alive?" Suddenly, after Vikki, this didn’t seem like such a stupid question.

"I think so. I can’t like see through myself or anything. But I think we may have to talk very seriously to my ankle…"

"Ah."

"Erm Rosie…" piped up Vikki, who had been awfully quiet throughout this, if you look back. "

Last edited by Rosie on Tue Jan 04, 2005 3:00 am; edited 2 times in total

 

#6:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 2:56 am

"Rosie’s ankle behave yourself nicely and don’t let her down now!" ordered Carolyn, apparently seeing nothing wrong with talking to an ankle. In the grand scheme of things, I suppose it comes rather low-down on the list of bizarre happenings…

"Now can I wait for the doctor?"

"No."

"Poo. What was that anyway Vikki?"

"I think step 17 has a doctor in it," replied Vikki.

"IN?" asked Carolyn.

"How do you know that?" added Rosie.

"And that is an odd one," continued Carolyn.

"Vikki, I don’t think ghosts can do that sort of thing you know. I think there’s a word for that…."

"Rosie," said Carolyn warningly. "I don’t think you should try digging him out."

"I haven’t moved!"

"Why not?"

"Then your soul has left your body. Cos something that looks like is digging over there!"

"Which means….. ARGH!" Carolyn’s brain caught up. "You are both dead. I’m all alone here!" Rosie giggled. "S’not funny!" wailed Carolyn.

"Yes it is. Look, I can do somersaults."

"I don’t want to be alone! If I’m alone I have to work and I’m procrastinating." (Oh because having a random virtual adventure like this is so much better in terms of ‘goodness’?)

"Ow. Are you sure I’m dead?"

"Well Vikki was sure."

"Fair enough."

"Look, you too could fly…" coaxed Vikki.

"I want to stay alive though!" wailed Carolyn.

"Really? Some people are awfully picky."

"I have a sound preservation instinct," declared poor Carolyn. " I want to preserve sound." (I think she’s lost it.)

"Gosh."

"Good for you."

"Wonder where this door leads?" enquired Carolyn a few moments later. (Someone was awfully busy building tunnels and doors and suchlike.)

"Try it."

 

#7:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 2:57 am

Carolyn stood back carefully and pushed the door open a smidgen. Vikki waited ghoulishly (though maybe that’s not too surprising, all things considered) for an explosion. Carolyn listened. Rosie hid. Carolyn decided that she couldn’t hear anything. Rosie handed over the poking stick, ‘just in case’. Then hid again.

Carolyn cupped her ear. "Did you say something?"

"Oh dear."

Carolyn shook her head and poked her fingers in her ears.

"Carolyn, why is there blood trickling out of your ears?" asked Vikki conversationally.

"EWWWWWWWWW," cried Rosie.

"Did you say something Vikki?" asked Carolyn. "I saw your lips move."

"Oh dear! Tis such a shame," sighed Vikki, shaking her head.

"How did that happen?" questioned Rosie, always a child with an enquiring mind.

"What has happened??" lamented Carolyn. "All I did was push the door slightly and now I can’t hear anything!"

"The explosion deafened you sweetie," answered Vikki, forgetting one important point. Carolyn handed Vikki some chalk. Carolyn, funnily enough, hadn’t forgotten said important point. Vikki obligingly wrote the course of events onto the wall. ‘And your brain is trickling out of your ear’ she added. Carolyn pressed her hands to her ears to keep her brain in, just in case it came in handy later. She then stood up unsteadily a good 2 inches above the step. "You ok hun?" asked Vikki.

"So what was in the room?" pestered Rosie.

"Dunno, the door isn’t open wide enough yet. Would you like to open it?" replied Carolyn. "And I think so Vikki. In fact, nothing hurts, I just can’t hear."

"Could be a bonus on occasion," piped up Rosie cheerfully.

"I’m a little concerned that my feet don’t actually touch the ground, but at least they don’t hurt," wound up Carolyn.

"Erm, Carolyn…"

"Yes Vikki?"

"Isn’t that your body back there? I think you’re a ghost like us now!"

"Gosh," said Rosie.

"If I’m dead why can’t I hear?" asked Carolyn (Vikki must have written on the wall, before you ask.).

"Erm. Good point. Vikki?" said Rosie, neatly passing the buck.

"Vikki. Please explain to those of us who are hard of understanding as well as of hearing," said Carolyn in ominous tones (The ‘if you don’t tidy your room right this instance you are going to regret it a LOT’ tones).

"Erm. Not sure…."

"Magic?"

"There’s no such thing as magic."

"Yes there is. Definitely."

"Otherwise it’s no step to ‘there’s no such thing as ghosts’."

"And thaen what happens to us three?"

"Well there isn’t any such thing is there?" And they all vanished in a puff of logic.


THE END

And now it is most definitely my bed time!

 

#8:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 3:22 am

Rolling Eyes The words "yes dear" come to mind Very Happy Whatever are you 3 like? Thanks for cheering me up lots on an "I can't sleep" night
Quote:
"The nagging and chanting on New Family might start to pile up somewhat."
so what would be new? Wink decides to hide rather rapidly before monsters/steps/explosions/water etc are sent her way by the ghost of Vikki

 

#9:  Author: Miss Di, Location: Newcastle, NSW PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 5:50 am

Goodness. How do you think of these things Rosie? Or what Was in those special tim tams? (thinks of popping over to New Family to do a spot of chanting but logically, doesn't bother)

 

#10:  Author: Lyanne, Location: Ipswich, England PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 7:51 am

Thanks Rosie! My son would like to add: I like it very much Laughing

 

#11:  Author: Mihiri, Location: surrey england PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 10:16 am

lol! Thanks Rosie.

 

#12:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 10:42 am

Embarassed Procrastination, a wonderful thing, but let the results get into the hands of the young (did I really file share and email???) and this is what happens!! Thanks Rosie, a wonderful start to the week.

 

#13:  Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 11:52 am

*laughing too hard to reply*

 

#14:  Author: Katie, Location: A Yorkshire lass in London PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 12:14 pm

Hmmmm.... Very Happy

 

#15:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 3:03 pm

Oh dear!! Well, personally I blame the combination of Lemsip Max, and cough mixture for my part in it! Not sure what excuse the other two have........ Wink

 

#16:  Author: Chelsea, Location: Your Imagination PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 3:18 pm

That was very, very, very funny!!

 

#17:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 3:37 pm

Vikki wrote:
Oh dear!! Well, personally I blame the combination of Lemsip Max, and cough mixture for my part in it! Not sure what excuse the other two have........ Wink
Essays. Nuff said.

 

#18:  Author: Xanthe, Location: London/Cambridge PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 3:49 pm

*giggling helplessly* honestly, you three are not safe to be left alone together!

 

#19:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 4:31 pm

Vikki wrote:
Oh dear!!Well, personally I blame the combination of Lemsip Max, and cough mixture for my part in it! Not sure what excuse the other two have........ Wink
Procrastination!

 

#20:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 5:32 pm

Well at least i now kow what they were on about when I got onto MSN last night. It proves that I was right - they had all 3 totally flipped! Lost it! Gone!!! Rolling Eyes Rolling Eyes Rolling Eyes Rolling Eyes

 

#21:  Author: Kathye, Location: Laleham PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 6:24 pm

I'm with you there Pat, I just went "thats nice" when told they had been off exploring a secret passage ! and got told "no, not really we all died" To which I said "oh" and changed the subject rather quickly This morning having read this it actually makes some sense, well about as much sense as this could do !! Shocked What scares me, is I only left to go and have a cigarette, got disctracted by "Bend it like Beckham" and discover this is what happens when I leave them on their own ! Wink

 

#22:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 8:25 pm

Oh come on! You're all just jealous because you wish you could have come exploring with us!!!!! Wink

 

#23:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 9:45 pm

Vikki wrote:
Oh come on! You're all just jealous because you wish you could have come exploring with us!!!!! Wink
er - how shall I put this em - NO I'M NOT Wink

 

#24:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 11:38 pm

Nor am I!!!

 

#25:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 1:47 pm

Oh but i am! Wonderful! Thank you!

 

#26:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 2:40 pm

Dawn wrote:
Vikki wrote:
Oh come on! You're all just jealous because you wish you could have come exploring with us!!!!! Wink
er - how shall I put this em - NO I'M NOT Wink
Well why not?? It was jolly good fun! Even if I did have to stay up til 4.40 this morning to write an essay....

 

#27:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 5:57 pm

Rosie wrote:
Dawn wrote:
Vikki wrote:
Oh come on! You're all just jealous because you wish you could have come exploring with us!!!!! Wink
er - how shall I put this em - NO I'M NOT Wink
Well why not?? It was jolly good fun! Even if I did have to stay up til 4.40 this morning to write an essay....
Because you didn't take any chocolate or ginger beer so it can't have been a very good explore Very Happy

 

#28:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 6:05 pm

The lady raises a very good point... However, we did take a stun gun, sticking plaster, a camera and a poking stick.... And a stick of chalk, and that's VERY Famous Five anyway! *VERY sleepy Rosie*

 

#29:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 8:40 pm

We also had goggles and found a slide and had a waterfight!!!

 

#30:  Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 8:50 pm

and evidently lost your minds along the way

 

#31:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 8:52 pm

francesn wrote:
and evidently lost your minds along the way
What minds? That's a huge assumption to make - that they had minds before they set off!!! Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Laughing

 

#32:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 8:55 pm

Pat wrote:
francesn wrote:
and evidently lost your minds along the way
What minds? That's a huge assumption to make - that they had minds before they set off!!! Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Laughing
ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL

 

#33:  Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 10:01 pm

LOLOLOL! Well done Rosie et al!

 

#34:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 10:04 pm

Mind...who wants a mind! Glad you enjoyed Lisa. Thought YOU might approve! Laughing Laughing Laughing

 

#35:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 10:21 pm

Can I have some of those 'dodgy' Timtams please? ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL

 

#36:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 12:30 am

So this is what happens when I have an early night.

 

#37:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 9:30 pm

Pat wrote:
francesn wrote:
and evidently lost your minds along the way
What minds? That's a huge assumption to make - that they had minds before they set off!!! Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Laughing
Definitely bitten by the green eyed monster there Pat!! Razz Wink

 

#38:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:13 pm

Vikki wrote:
Pat wrote:
francesn wrote:
and evidently lost your minds along the way
What minds? That's a huge assumption to make - that they had minds before they set off!!! Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Laughing
Definitely bitten by the green eyed monster there Pat!! Razz Wink
Well that just proves you have no mind!!!

 

#39:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:30 pm

Well, you know what they say dear Auntie....Takes one to know one!

 

#40:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:42 pm

Vikki dear - that's madness you're talking about, not mindless. Rolling Eyes Rolling Eyes

 

#41:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:47 pm

works in both cases dear Auntie!

 

#42:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:48 pm

In your dreams dear!

 

#43:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:51 pm

Come on, be honest! You KNOW you wish you could have come on our exploration! Wink

 

#44:  Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 5:35 am

But you've all disappeared! In a poof of logic. Therefore you can't logically be here. :laughing: :laughing: :laughing:

 

#45:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 1:42 pm

Who says we are here. I'm not here. Maybe we are all just a dream, or a figment of your imagination.

 

#46:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 2:18 pm

Carolyn P wrote:
Who says we are here. I'm not here. Maybe we are all just a dream, or a figment of your imagination.
Well that answers some questions anyway. A figment of the imagination! Wink

 

#47:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 2:38 pm

Is 'not here' the same as 'not all there' i wonder...?

 

#48:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 3:13 pm

Rosie wrote:
Is 'not here' the same as 'not all there' i wonder...?
When it comes to the three of you - most definitely!!!! Interchangeable is the word that comes to mind.

 

#49:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 4:18 pm

Carolyn P wrote:
Who says we are here. I'm not here.Maybe we are all just a dream, or a figment of your imagination.
Beginning to seriously worry about my imagination! As for a dream - nightmare seems more appropriate.

 

#50:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 7:54 pm

Well really!!!I'm hurt by such doubt from my Auntie Pat and Auntie Sue!!!!!! Crying or Very sad Crying or Very sad

 

#51:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 10:20 pm

Poor Vikki! Twisted Evil

 

#52:  Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster PostPosted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 11:54 pm

Carolyn P wrote:
Who says we are here. I'm not here. Maybe we are all just a dream, or a figment of your imagination.
Wagh! *is horribly confused now* *hides under the desk*

 

#53:  Author: Rosie, Location: Huntingdonshire/Bangor PostPosted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 1:26 am

*giggles and prods Pim gently with big toe* Just go with the flow petal...... Hmm, is this how I ended up in the secret passage in the first place??

 

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