*walks into kitchen.* *Starts getting plates out of cupboard*
Makes a nice change. The tips of my fingers are still numb. *mutters* Bloody contraption with its sparks and shattered light bulbs and power surges blowing up radios. Ought to be unplugged and doused in water. Like living with a polterg- Peter!
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Date: 2011-05-07 06:27 pm (UTC)*Starts getting plates out of cupboard*
Makes a nice change. The tips of my fingers are still numb. *mutters* Bloody contraption with its sparks and shattered light bulbs and power surges blowing up radios. Ought to be unplugged and doused in water. Like living with a polterg- Peter!
Don't walk so quietly. Make noise. Like a human
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Date: 2011-05-07 06:36 pm (UTC)If you didn't talk to yourself all the time, you might be able to hear something other than the sound of your own voice.
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Date: 2011-05-07 06:43 pm (UTC)*shakes head and snaps back*
Tell me you have some sort of decent wine lined up
*continues dishing up*
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Date: 2011-05-07 06:51 pm (UTC)*holds up hands*
...oh don't look like that, you didn't think I was being serious, did you?
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:01 pm (UTC)After this day-Wouldn't put it past you to-
You're lucky I-
*Sigh*
Of course not. I have some sense of humour left. Food's up.
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:05 pm (UTC)Thank you, dear boy.
*uncorks wine*
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:08 pm (UTC)*sniffs*
Better
*raises glass*
Would it be churlish or premature to toast the end of the liberal democrats?
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:13 pm (UTC)Mmph, the latter, they're far more tenacious than you give them credit for.
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:16 pm (UTC)It's from the place round the corner. I didn't put anything in it. Should I have asked them to use SDP MSPs instead of beef?
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:25 pm (UTC)*sips wine*
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:27 pm (UTC)Salmond's not a spring chicken. I'd have thought it would be tougher.
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:31 pm (UTC)I thought Scotland was far away, bestial and not to be discussed if at all possible?
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-05-07 07:43 pm (UTC)How is Cameron anyway? Looking forward to a cosy chat with mr Salmond?
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:49 pm (UTC)Don't stare at it. Eat it.
The last I heard, in the strictest of confidence, he was slightly hungover and cursing Cable, Clegg and Tebbit. I left him to it.
Haven't heard much from Miliband
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Date: 2011-05-07 07:52 pm (UTC)*nibbles thoughtfully on a piece of pasta*
Miliband is... busy
trying to hold on to any shreds of control he still possesses over his party.(no subject)
Date: 2011-05-07 07:56 pm (UTC)Mmm, yes it must be very strenuous to be in his position.
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Date: 2011-05-07 08:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-05-07 08:06 pm (UTC)And you know perfectly well I couldn't have dinners like this had I run for leader.
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Date: 2011-05-07 08:14 pm (UTC)True, you'd have to invite Nick Clegg over, and we couldn't have him weeping into the tablecloth.
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Date: 2011-05-07 08:18 pm (UTC)*reclines in chair*
I hear he prefers kebabs to actual culinary prowess
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Date: 2011-05-07 08:27 pm (UTC)*stretches out*
Here, Jack.
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Date: 2011-05-07 08:32 pm (UTC)Too tired to debate the average calorie intake of the adult male tonight.
*gets to feet slowly*
*takes plate over to side*
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Date: 2011-05-07 08:37 pm (UTC)Bed? I assure you the mattress is perfectly acceptable.
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Date: 2011-05-07 08:41 pm (UTC)*rubs at eyes*
I'll do the dishes in the morning. See you when you come up.
*heads to door*