Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 rattling down the tracks on its way to Solla Sollew Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amanda Posted February 4, 2015 Author Share Posted February 4, 2015 A previously fictional town that had been recently incarnated in Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
meganiwish Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 the deranged imagination of an escaped surrealist with delusional tendencies Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 who wore a spotted bow tie on every second Tuesday Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
meganiwish Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 This being a Wednesday he was going mufti. ' I say, Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amanda Posted February 4, 2015 Author Share Posted February 4, 2015 Anyway we were finally underway. I decided to head off Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 like a guillotine and make my way to the clubcar Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amanda Posted February 4, 2015 Author Share Posted February 4, 2015 Sssldmph! Cutting through the other passengers I found it without Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 too much bother although there was a queue forming for Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skirtandheel Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 it had been a troublesome morning. A comedy of errors Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 led to the bar being stocked with sasparilla instead of Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skirtandheel Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 fermented grape and malted barley juices. A long journey thus Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 Being spoiled was made nevertheless more bearable by the inclusion Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skirtandheel Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 of mixed fruit and nuts. A shady character boarded at Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 Petticoat Junction. He'd been staying at the Shady Rest Hotel Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skirtandheel Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 and had dark dealings at hand. He approached the table Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aristoc Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 opposite the bar. Strange he carried four candles in a Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 basket full of gunpowder. Stranger still that they were lit Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skirtandheel Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 In a flash and a boom he had conjured up Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aristoc Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 a neatly stacked pile of fork handles, which he then Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 magicked into a set of champagne flutes filled with bubbling Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aristoc Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 hydraulic brake fluid! It was then the carriage lights flickered Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 As the conductor yelled 'all aboard'. The train pulled away Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aristoc Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 into the night, eerily lit by a cold 'megan moon' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 With a silhouette of Santa and his sleigh across it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aristoc Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 closely pursued by Dick Dastardly and Muttley. This was no Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shyheels Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 Illusion. We could hear their cackling laughter in the distance Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heelster Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 but came closer and closer as the train sped along Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aristoc Posted February 4, 2015 Share Posted February 4, 2015 We entered a tunnel and the laughter was masked by Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
meganiwish Posted February 5, 2015 Share Posted February 5, 2015 John Betjeman happily diddly-dumming to himself. He was in heaven. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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