FREE ! FREE !

[Ron]

Sorry Nev, I read the invite too late, otherwise I would have been there!

Ron

[Neville Briggs]

Maybe next year Ron

[Heather]

This has the makings of a party Neville. Watch out, the neighbours will be complaining!

[Neville Briggs]

Complain ? they have nothing to complain about.

I have something to complain about!!!!! the words of Julia Ward Howe's song, Battle Hymn of The Republic, are certainly not " Glory, Glory to South Sydney "

[Heather]

Just turn up the Beethoven Neville, that'll teach 'em!

[Heather]

Neville, it's occurred to me that you should get one of those cars with flashing lights underneath it that jumps up and down (I'm sure there's a technical name for it but I'm a girl and know nothing about these things!) Imagine the fun you could have! I'd give a lot of money (if I had any) to see that!

[Neville Briggs]

Huh ???

[Heather]

Oh go on. You KNOW you want to!

[warooa]

Just checking out the subject matter, Nev. I'm sure a man of your surreptitious nature and obscure poetic pleasures has done that intentionally "Re: FREE! FREE!"

Ye olde three word poem, rhyming triplets with impeccable metre. You've exceeded yourself.

Reminds me of Captain Blackadder's reply to General Melchett upon the General insisting that the new recruit, Bob, who was obviously a girl dressed up as a soldier, was indeed a chap and he was a very funny one at that.

"He?! He?! He?!"

General Melchett's reply was "See Blackadder, you're laughing already".

Keep up the good work, Nev

[Neville Briggs]