Lil's Bar

peteanother grandad may pop in later by the name of frankel please will you and gramps look after him,knew I could rely on my main men[smiile]

Take care Nellie .....more like 7 weeks with teacher training days. The bar is in good hands so don't worry your pretty little head... Right...Coach load on a 'Hen night' expected later, that should help the takings ... Happy Days

Quick someone give me a large one....6 weeks holiday....Lils on maternity leave will call in and out ...help yourselves put the money in the box,,,look after each other back for flying visit when I can.. ......

ella...a gentleman never tells, so your safe... ana my cue is not 'battered'...thats just gossip.. as you know from last New Years Eve

Ella. poor dear gel.
Oldest trick in the Conjurers Handbook - Distraction!
While your'e watching the upper hand, you suddenly are aware that the lower hand "ain't where you thought it was!"

I was only luring him in really , I wasn't going to let him get the upper hand! I don't know how the V squad knew where I was

Might have known Lil would be bosom buddies with anyone connected with vice! Still, Ella, at least if Pete scarpered he couldn't try to seduce you with his battered cue again - when will he ever learn that quick a wipe-down with an oily rag doesn't make it work any better....

I was ok as I used to be in the vice squad, it's where I learnt everything I know!
Pete beat a hasty retreat I think, and Lil got out more of her Ample Bosoms

Ana

Don't worry, soop, you're lucky that Mr Soop rescued you in time before the vice squad raid! Fortunately, I was still hanging from the flower-basket so they missed me - not sure what happened to Lil and the rest, though... Think I might lie low for a while - I've got my reputation to think of, even if nobody else does!

OH dear, Ana did I let the side down? Mr soop hasn't said a word. He just keeps peering at me [with an arched eyebrow] over the top of his newspaper. Every so often, he shakes his head and tuts. Have an idea that I'm grounded.

Confucous say, "man with hole in pocket, ----! Take care young Pete!
These Ladies and their pocket repair kits!

gramps you can now buy cue-extensions, that might assist you. I don't bother as I like to keep the cue-ball safe and near the pockets....

Oh ella I'm shattered...ok then best of ten it is....Ladies first..

Hoho, you lot -if I didn't know better, I'd think I was in a house of "ill repute."
Pete, the 'erbs enhance the efficacy of my medication. And I get some wonderful dreams! 'Ere Lil, do you think I could sell my dreams to the unsuspecting casual punters!
My cue is a bit bent, due to leaving it overnight next to an old boiler. Marvellous for tricky screw shots. it's tip needs refurbishing as it tends to slip off the play balls. It has torn a small rip in the baize, when I got excited!

Its ok...I'll catch you up

Not sure I can wait that long Pete, I may start without you

They're dropping like flies ella Just need to get Nellie a few more doubles and thats them all done for the night Could be game on again later !! (after the football obviously).

Never got there, nellie - in fact, I think it might have been a figment of soop's imagination! I couldn't hear anything loud out here while I was hanging from the flower basket (bet I couldn't do that sober!) except for the screeching of Mr soop's car tyres as he whisked soop away to save her from further debauchery.

Well I hope ana tucked her frock in her knickers first... especially with pete"on the pull...did you all dance round your handbags
Do you have to pay for your drinks over the road?

Soop! Where've you gone...[hic]..?
Looks like her Knight in Shining Armour has rescued her in the nick of time, as usual...

Totters out of the bar with wibbly-wobbly steps. Trips over the shaggy doormat dog. Looks up and sees Ana swinging from the flower basket. Giggles, hics, giggles again and is thrust headlong onto the backseat of Mr soop's car. He looks a trifle perturbed. Waves a foot out the window as she leaves Ana doing handstands...

Oooh! I'm game if you are, soop (nudge, nudge, wink, wink). I think I'll need a bit of loud music to keep me awake after all those quadruples and trebles - after all, Lil's bar doesn't do measures so we've really just been sloshing 'em in, haven't we...[hic]...? I may need some assistance to find my way to the door....

Well said, Ana...we two have to maintain a certain dubious sense of refinement. Wouldn't want to give Lil's a lower class rating than it deserves. When we've had another treble [for old times sake] shall we buzz off to the pub opposite? It's LOUD & FRENZIED LIVE-SO-CALLED-MUSIC NITE I do lurve a loud din to help me chill.

I think those balls could do with a good wash, Ella, they've been stored in the coal-hole since 1974. You've probably handled the pink one more times than you know!
I'll join you in that quadruple, soop, it's the only way to avoid being dragged down to the level of the rest of 'em...