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Arthur arrived at The Baamy Inn limping slightly, “I was playing tag with the grandkids this afternoon, the ‘ole legs aren’t what they used to be, trying to run around wore me out so I suggested we play hide and seek instead; I found Billy behind a tractor, Milly behind the hen coop then I hid behind a haystack, I was there for ages, so long I nodded off, eventually I went indoors and asked where the kids were, apparently they’d gone home ages ago.
Then she told me my supper was cold, she’d made some pasta, tag something…tagioly…tagetty…taggy-telly, that’s it” ; “talking of the telly”, said Ted, “I’ve been watching too much TV just lately, even my dreams are having advert breaks, the wife suggested I started reading more so I turned the subtitles on”.
Babs was wearing her new camouflage jacket, she’d bought it to blend in when walking around her pastures, “I was told the camping shop sold them, well, I walked round and round the shop but I could find them, eventually an assistant helped me and I got this one” ; “it’s still got a bright yellow price tag on it”, said Suzie at the next table, “that’s so I can find it before I head off outdoors”, Babs replied.
“My wife went shopping for Christmas decorations yesterday”, said George, “and I thought I’d tag along, I’ve already moved the tree indoors and she’s keen to get dressing it, we needed to get some dangly bits and pieces that the dog would leave alone, he has this annoying habit of attacking baubles and pinching candy canes, we’re worried that one year he’ll end up at the vets with a severe case of tinselitis!
Colin, the king of corn and terrible taglines was off – “some nuts were playing tag, the peanut yelled I’m gonna cashew! – I’ve been making pasta recently, I’m pretty good apart from a Fusilli mistakes – pasta with a cold is mac ‘n sneeze – I spend a lot on pasta, it’s worth every Penne – witches wear price tags so they know which witch is which – I made up a joke about a tv controller, it wasn’t remotely funny – I asked the shop assistant where the decorations were and she said, Aisle B, Home for Christmas – my tree was happy when I removed the decorations, it was absolutely delighted…..”
All that talk of pasta earlier reminded Landlord Len about one of Maggies favourite jokes and after everyone had left he started muttering it to himself – “Macaroni, Penne and Spaghetti were drinking wine in a bar one evening, they saw a noodle sitting by itself and thought it looked Cannalloni”; he heard her laugh then whispser, ‘it’s pasta your bedtime, Len, off you go.’
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Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting Six Sentence Stories where this weeks word is Tag.
I think if I saw a noodle sitting by itself- my first thought would be ‘who spiked my drink’! hehehehe loved this
You’d probably be right to do so! Thanks, Jodi.
I have to say to that last group, don’t string me along
Thanks, Beth 😂
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You kill me with these. And now I’m hungry.
I think that’s a good thing! I’d hate to give you food poisoning!
I would prefer you not to, thank you very much!
A sweet ending Keith.
Thanks so much, Sadje.
You’re most welcome
Turn the subtitles on and tinselitis. Love it Keith
They both made sense to me! Thanks, Di.
I like how Ted found a way to watch TV and read at the same time.
I’m not sure his wife did! Thanks, Frank.
A nice ending, Keith.
Thanks, Linda, Len’s a nice guy.
Love this one Keith….I think it’sa pasta my bedtime too’ 😅
Savoury dreams, Ange!
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I laugh every time I visit the Baaamy Inn. Thank you for continuing this series, it’s very clever.
I’m really pleased to hear it, thank you, Mimi
All those different pastas now. I remember there was only spaghetti back in the day, and that seemed very posh at the time!
You’re right, there was. Now the list of pastas is never ending!
“the wife suggested I started reading more so I turned the subtitles on”.
hey! don’t laugh* but we know the people who put shows on the internet haven’t done their market research otherwise captions would be an extra charge!
(funny thing about getting older, the ears get bigger but the volume gets smaller!)
*sorry! no, go ahead and laugh, that’s the gaol of blogging, right?
Oh, I’m laughing alright! Good pooint about ears and volume, it hadn’t occ-eared to me before! (that was a dreadful pun, sorry!)
Oh, I’m laughing alright! Good pooint about ears and volume, it hadn’t occ-eared to me before!
🤭🤭🤭😆This leaves me feeling hungry! (pads off to the kitchen to shake a few boxes, fill a pan & boil some water)
Sounds like a plan to me!