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Subject: oh this place is deserted, needs a bit of the 'brunette' magic Author: miss brunette coleman [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 00:09:54 03/21/05 Mon Author Host/IP: 82-35-96-203.cable.ubr05.dals.blueyonder.co.uk/82.35.96.203 My first husband was american, married late never took on his name, I mean 'mrs brunette blackman' just didn't seem right met him in the late seventies as he was touring butlins with his band starbuck, oh gay old times 'moonlight feels right' a real floor filler, a classic , his american charm. i later found Bruce in bed with his band mate Bo, I was devastated. ... moonlight feels right now looking back must have been some gay street talk. Oh to hear it now, my little ears. Then there was Geoff, a real sweet talker. The older gentleman is definately worth it ladies .a magician (good with his hands) we had some good times he loved to pracitise sawing my legs off and, the kitchen! prepaing brunch was a trial knives everywhere flying about, what a little devil. As everything this ofcourse went sour unfortunately the drinking took over whisky here whisky ther, whisky hiden everywhere, in every prop, he hit a downward spiral recalling the 'good old days' seeing a magician performing at the Gay Meadow in 1935. (He was just three years, eleven months old) but this magican Dr. Eddie Dawes started his life-long addiction to the cutthroat world of magic.It got so bad 'he' was all Geoff talked bout. DR, EDDIE THIS. Dr. Eddie Dawes can do this..The three tricks he remembers him doing were Aerial fishing, razor blades from the mouth, and a break away vanish with two doves, It broke Geoff's heart he could never top that, i tryed everything to help him through the bad times...but I wasn't his perfect ex assisant/wife Pat, he eventually left me and returned to that sword eater Arthur oh arthur what a rogue we met at a bus-stop. Oh is that the time, well another story another time, must dash, afternoon tea needs preparing or the 'captain' will get crabby. Faithfully yours or maybe not, Brunette Coleman [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Jolly roger Author: Miss brunette coleman [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 00:14:02 05/02/05 Mon Author Host/IP: 82-35-96-203.cable.ubr05.dals.blueyonder.co.uk/82.35.96.203 My dear Whisky Den, Quite frankly my magic is not working, it must be because I am at sea. The Captain thought it best we set sail for a while, he is acting very out of sorts, something is amiss I fear the worst. There is a problem with the engine. I believe it to be the deck hands and their damn tomfoolery, they are so sly the little foxes. I haven't seen one pirate yet I am deeply dissapointed. Have befriended a lobster called Bertie he was to be lunch on Tuesday but I just couldn't bring myself to...the chef was indeed rattled by this arrangement but the thought of him bubbling away, poor fello so I saved him. I think I may be losing my marbles. If I get stranded on a small desert island, will you come and resu me. Is that a shark? I must dash, darn those pesky midgets, Yours Sin-cerely Brunette There is nothing to do on this damn ship and Im tired of doing it, Ive read all the interesting books i bought.If a see another prawn cocktail I will jump over board. I feel generally shat upon I am beginning to loath sea life. Well this will never do, I promise to be generally more up beat next time and hopefully on dry land, my guess in the garden sunhat, lounger, martini safely at hand and a good novel in the other, stilettos firming on the ground not a drop of water in sight, I feel my mood lifting already. chin chin. All yours, Bx [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> Subject: My ship has come in Author: Miss B Coleman [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 21:37:40 08/02/05 Tue Author Host/IP: 82-35-96-203.cable.ubr05.dals.blueyonder.co.uk/82.35.96.203 The engine blew up and the ship did sink, we were recued by Pirates...Argentinian Drug Barons cruising by, Sinbad.... ones imagination does tend to wonder when at sea. They were mere fishermen with real legs no wooden stumps, hooks, eye patches or parrots. I was tempted by one young fisherman fello', to go below deck just to spite the 'Captain' as he was already planning to buy a bigger boat - sounds like fun but my sea life has expired. I have an invitation to Ascot and plan to win copious amounts of money. The 'Captain' will go off sailing and I will play poker till dawn with any fello I chose........to feel a manly grasp again....... Brunette x Have taken to listening to the shipping forecast, the drone is somewhat soothing, reminds me of the 'Captain'. I hope he fares well No news for weeks. Maybe he's been swallowed by a whale. Miss Brunette Coleman x [ Post a Reply to This Message ]