#16

[therealpm]

Coalition still in power.

Chicken blood feathers everywhere.

Damn it all.

EDIT: Biohazard crew arrived. Going to Campbell's.

Comments

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Exactly! Why the sudden loss of obnoxious optimism?

With regard to never helping me again; are you sure? We could target Paul Dacre...

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

My optimism is not 'obnoxious'!

...Very tempting, but... that is to say... I mean... Damn it, Peter!

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

We can prank Tina Weaver as well for political balance if you like.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... well, who could refuse an offer like that?

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Someone with no sense of humour and a depressingly earnest personality; a Lib Dem, perhaps.

It's Friday, you weren't featured on This Week and my living room is no longer covered with poultry innards. Any particular requests or shall I just fetch a bottle of whatever comes to hand?

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

I am more than willing to accept whatever it is you have to offer in this case.

Besides, if I request something you'll simply tell me I have no taste and retrieve whatever it is you were going to get in the first place.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

That's... annoyingly insightful not entirely true, but no matter.

*wanders downstairs*

Did you want anything to eat or is drunken debauchery in order for the evening?

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Already eaten, thank you, but if you're hungry then don't let me stop you.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Alastair tried to make lunch, bless him, but toasters are tricky at the best of times.

There must be something in the fridge.

Hmm.

Apple, then.

*wanders back in with a bottle and two glasses*

Do the honours, would you?

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Of course.

*Opens bottles and pours drinks*

So you two sorted everything out then, excellent.

Hmm, what's on television?

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Hmm, nothing to sort out.

*flicks through channels*

Graham Norton... Newsnight... ...something called 'Sun, Sex and Suspicious Parents'...

...

...and Jools Holland.

*Throws changer over*

Go on, I just can't decide.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Good Lord, what happened to television?!

There's... there's absolutely nothing worth watching!

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Stop it, you're encouraging me to write a letter of complaint, and then I really will be old.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

I shudder at the thought of what would be included in a letter of complaint from you.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

If you're very good, I'll write you one of your very own.

'Dear Sir,
I was most disappointed by the appalling neckwear on display at last week's Parliamentary Questions. Such flamboyant attire only serves to-'

ow!

Do you sharpen those elbows, or are they naturally acicular?

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

It's by way of recompense for my lack of height. The two things actually work surprisingly well together.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

I've spent most of the day with Alastair, you are not allowed to claim shortness privilages for at least another thirty minutes.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Spoil sport.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*snatches back the changer*

*switches to BBC News*

Those protests make the Millbank affair look rather pathetic in comparison.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

I hate to bring up technicalities, but there is a slight difference between those protests and what happened at Millbank.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

You always were one to quibble over details.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Force of habit.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

In that case, you won't mind when I point out that the presenter's tie is a hideous interpretation of a mandelbrot set in blue nylon and faded crimson. Utterly hideous, but at least he's got it centred.

[bamfbercow.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm

I wonder where he got it from...

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Envy is the root of all evil, John.