I have had a phone call from an outraged Mrs Trellis. She says:

"Dear Captain Peacock,

I am outraged about the allegations that I am romantically entangled with OwL. I have been happily married to Mr Trellis for many years. We do like owls and birdwatching and Mr Trellis has joined the North Wales Naturists club. He often comes back full of excitement about the great tits that he has seen.

Yours indignantly

Mrs Trellis"

Finchley Central , ten long stations from etc etc..

Paddington, on the Circle line.  Change here for the Bakerloo Line, Hammersmith and City Line, and mainline British Rail services to Reading, the West Country and the Cornish Riviera. Mind the gap.

Are we playing the Olympic closure rules? 

Yes, but I have one of the magic green cards so I can still get us to Stratford International...

Advanced warning !.

Mornington crescent is to be closed to the public this weekend as it is now the designated emergency treatment centre for the Olympic three legged, egg and spoon race.

Please advise Mrs Trellis.

Can I suggest (egg) White City or will that put me in Spoon? 

Quote from: edwin_m on July 27, 2012, 11:53:05 AM
Can I suggest (egg) White City or will that put me in Spoon?

It will put you in Spoon, and you'd be forced to wear a shell suit

That's a yolk I'll have to bear, or I'll be accused of being chicken. 

Do I escape at Hatch End? 

Quote from: edwin_m on July 27, 2012, 08:18:48 PM
That's a yolk I'll have to bear, or I'll be accused of being chicken. 

Do I escape at Hatch End?

Only if you scramble

Not surprisingly, Mrs Nesbit had a lot to tell me when she Skyped me today. Not only has she been sampling the beer at her local but she has been serving behind the bar. Apparently one of the bar staff was off, having injured herself in the Caingorms, which sounds awfully painful. Anyway, service was a bit too slow for the rather impatient old biddy.  She marched round the other side of the bar and pulled herself a pint and proceeded to start serving other customers.  She took food orders and served cocktails, and now has a part time job.  Not that she needs the money, but she will be filling in every evening until the young girl gets back on her feet.  Mrs Nesbit did get in trouble with the pub landlord though... And I told her that it is frowned upon to dance on tables until your shift is over. She went to visit the girl who broke her ankle to deliver a Get Well Slowly card. Nearest tube stop...

Sloane Square

I'm not surprised about Mrs Nesbit - she could not hold her drink. Was she dancing to the tune of 'Hands, Neasden Boomps-a Daisy?'

Neasden

Quote from: Pendy on August 02, 2012, 09:26:11 AM
I'm not surprised about Mrs Nesbit - she could not hold her drink. Was she dancing to the tune of 'Hands, Neasden Boomps-a Daisy?'

Neasden

I believe it was that to the tune of Abba

Waterloo

Quote from: EtchedPixels on August 02, 2012, 09:44:21 AM

I believe it was that to the tune of Abba

Waterloo

We've already had 'The Pinner takes it all' so the next move is to

(Dancing) Queensway

Aargh - not musical stations again...

hopefully we can end that with The Monkies - Last Train to Chigwell?