Argy-Bargy Cafe - enter at your peril ?

What a hero! Gustav must have a good sent off and the sooner the better ??

Knew you'd understand the anguish the passing of Gladstone has caused Anya . Will we have one of those jazz bands that march up the street, like they do in New Orleans? And will you do the soliloquy?

I know I sound heartless ( I'm glad to see the back of Guinevere, and her raisins ), I don't mean to be, but we need to make money somehow. What about a Gwendoline memorial fund?

What an excellent idea Marydoll ! We could use the money raised to open a ferret sanctuary in the back yard couldn't we! Of course, we'll need to have a headstone on his little grave too. Nothing too ornate. Carved marble perhaps?

I think we need a cocktail made in Gastons memory, name for it anyone?

I have had 2.5 glasses of and that is enough for me thank you.
Oh, go on then, just a large one, reading GN threads has left me in I need a cocktail

Are some people real? (I know I am before you ask )

Oh no! Sob! ???
Poor little brave Gertie, what a gruesome end.
Good job that we still have the ferret litter around ( well, I have two at home now, running wild.)Should I return them to The Argy?
I will help with the catering for the wake btw, what shall I make?

I am real Jalima large as life and twice as natural.

That would be a fitting tribute Menopaws . I'll start off with Ferrets Fermentation but I'm sure others will be more inspired by the demise of the little git chap

Would you make some of that wonderful roadkill pate lemon? Perhaps on your travels you'll find some squirrel or rabbit? It always goes down a treat at funerals probably the cause of some of them.

Mature badger pate ok? Or deceased owl rissotto?What about that old favourite rat-atouie??

just snorted tea down my nose!

Rat-atouie and badger pate would be a feast fit for a ferret! Thanks lemon!
Wonder if Marydoll could make some of that potato skin gin? And Menopaws to make her Spotted Dick dumplings with lumpy custard. Guy loved Menopaws's lumpy custard.

No worries. I actually laid down some potato skin gin last month. The potatoes are from my very own garden, I used some of Geraint' s raisins as manure, so he/ she lives on?. I've a few kegs in the cellar, so I'll bring them along later. I'm busy writing the order of service for the funeral service. Any suggestions for hymns?

Hmmm, All Things Bright And Beautiful?

Potato skin gin, what a treat!??
I could also do some pheasant pasties, we ran over a couple
Last week, and have hung them in the garage to mature a bit.

Lemon are you being ironic? Gaston, was neither bright nor beautiful. Sorry Chewey . I was thinking more of " So long, farewell, Adieu..."

Hit the Road Jack was one of his favourite tunes. He used to tap his little stumpy tail to that and, in view of the menu offered by lemon, it would seem appropriate.
So looking forward to the potato skin gin, badger pate, pheasant pasties and rat-atouie. Hope the lumpy custard arrives in time. Have we got a suitable box to send Gordon on his final journey?

What about an old" Sun Pat" raisin box? Very appropriate.?RIP Georgio

Knew I could rely on you Marydoll . Very appropriate.

Good evening ladies. Sorry I've not been able to grace your fine establishment recently, but have been working nights.

Those politicians' bottoms don't smack themselves you know. Can someone hold my whip while I have a bit of a scratch? Thanks.

So - what did I miss?

"Working nights, with whom?"

I'm afraid I'm not t liberty to divulge that information Marydoll client confidentiality if you know what I mean.
<nudge nudge, wink wink>

I thought as much, you hussy!
I'm looking for part time work, to help pay for Giorgio's wake, if you have any double bookings, I would be happy to help out.
Chewy did have a funeral plan for Giorgio, but she blew the money entertaining Big Jim, so I feel obliged to help out.

I've always got openings. I'll even provide the rubber dress and the ball gag.

We want Giorgio to have a classy send off.

My lumpy custard is legendary, no one quite knows what the lumps are but never fails to impress, happy to oblige