How many Grandads do we have?

Nag

Can't find the shed anywhere..but have just stumbled upon a commando in the tulips...think I'll stay here for a while! Will I be ok soop ?

Ssssshhhhhh Pete I am on night manoeuvres .

Sorry nellie lol Yes I was just admiring your manoeuvers from this ditch I've fell in

pete Pete PETE wake up have you been in that ditch all night......come and see what Ive found...

Patrick Mcginty an Irish man of note,
Fell into a fortune and bought himself a goat......

Nellie I'm sure Paddy and the goat will be very happy, I now smell like a goat, after over night stay in the ditch, so its a shower for me.....

Glory be...Pete you've no excuse for finding yourself in a deep ditch. I told you to beware of that little tinker boots nellie - keep well away from the shed. If she corners you...I cannot be held responsible for the outcome

Serves him right for creeping up on me mid manouvres I seem to remember a few days ago he promised not to approach me from behind.....

Said pat to himself of goats milk I'll have me fill
But when he bought the nanny home
He found it was a Bill........

No excuse soop but I never approached her behind Will heed your advice in future....off for a beer before the match, should be safe there!

You're slowly but surely getting the message, Pete. Enjoy your beer and the match. Cheers! [or as we say in Scotland, slainte!]

Now all the young ladies who live in a killahoo
Are all wearing bustles like their mothers used todo
They each wear a bolster beneath their petticoat
And leave the rest to providence ..
And paddy mcginty's goat.....

Mind the ditch on the way home whilst out on manouvres I spotted a disturbance in the undergrowth....

pete nellie

Here we go!!! Bet this gets really exciting. I just knew that Pete would eventually succomb to naughty nellie's charms...

soop it's difficult to succomb to someones charms when they leave you in a ditch all night .....Enjoyed both the beer and the match, Cheers! (or as we say in Manchester....er..Cheers!)

What do you wanna make those eyes at me for....

There's strange stirrings in the undergrowth near grandads shed....

Bet it's that Donald...sniffing out his quarry!

nellie meant to type your quarry

Am on patrol tonight Soop dressed in camouflage..G.I Nellie

Soop

G I Nell thats not ideal....could go A over T if I trip over you

I have told you not to creep up behind me...you walk in front with the torch...er have you decided to keep me company....if so we better have some rations...what are you bringing...oh and you gotta where camouflages......privates on parade

Pete...here she goes...nellie wants you in uniform. Now there'll be no stopping her. Insist on your own sleeping bag. Ask her to taste any rations before she shares with you. Wouldn't put it past her to add some drowsy-making ingredients. And, watch out for Donald. He can play rough. I look forward to catching up first thing in the morning.

Cheese n onion sarni and cans of beer should cover it......wine and chocs if any room left in napsack. Balaclava ready....