Right,
Right,
“the cause of my pain, was the cause of my cure” Rumi
I better
“the cause of my pain, was the cause of my cure” Rumi
leave
“the cause of my pain, was the cause of my cure” Rumi
*sneaks in quietly in search of the biscuit tin*
“the cause of my pain, was the cause of my cure” Rumi
Good to see Merry Steve Fosterslegs today at the YORM HQ. Not often us Grandmasters get chance to get together these days sadly
Poacher turned game-keeper
I can't believe how dusty it's got in here, time to send out for some of those masters from down the road to come and clean the place.
the gold toilet needs a polish too....
I think the great H&S debate killed everyone with boredom!
OK, so.....mmmm. Need some contract cleaners in here. There's a rank pair of old PB's in the snug. Eeewww, all covered in mould!
And whats that? a stale pork pie? Must be one of Staggers. Damn doorman was always scoffing behind the curtain!
I know, lets get it all cleaned up, get some trappist beers in or whatever the yoof quaffs these days and have a one night party for all new facebookers so they can check the place out and see if Masterhood appeals!
Simon Blease
Monmouth
Blimey, you lot have woken me up from underneath that pile of old blankets in grumpy corner. Put the kettle on someone.
Don't roll with a pig in poo. You get covered in poo and the pig likes it.
No FBs allowed
excuse me you lot, but what exactly are you doing in here, I hope it's the cleaning...this is the GRAND MASTERS lounge, only a handful of people are allowed in here, occasionally we let the door man in(who looks like being the next Grandmaster) but really Stagger Pork pies? clearly it should be a Huntsmans pie or even a leg of duck to be washed down with some Chateau de Chassilier...