It's OK - Bob's Back!
Don't panic!

All is now resumed after he lost his calliper on the way to the belt section, tripped and got rather bizarrely wedged between LP's and Bric a Brac Corner. Bob celebrated with a pint of Twickenham's finest Toffee 'Buie Breezer and thanked all especially the industrial winch team that helped to dislodge the prosthesis.
You can listen to and buy his album here - it's really very bloody good. No doubt the next one might be a concept number based on this week's traumatic events!
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6 Comments:
Rockmum, this is for Robert. I knocked but I guess he's still at highschool:
No wonder - the little black number - Audrey's husband was driven to seek help from a Saint (well, they were Saints then) Saint Wilfrid bishop of York.
That definitely puts a shade on Audery's saintliness with a difference, and would put her in my minds eye as the Saint of Tease.
Manhattans, yes, especially when Charley goes home, and even then; evntually you have to pat the piper;-)
Padster - I do hope Bob can decipher what you have written. It's beautiful but I haven't a bloody notion as to what you are going on about.
Jesus, I haven't a clue any which way.
Rockmum, what's the answer to your quiz promised on this post- from your last post. I've been dying to find out.
The irony of Miss Catkins being a dog lover is not lost on me, Romo.
Seanster - sorry - can't tell you as I may have to shoot you first. Or - you can wait until my next post - it will be the next one I promise. Honestly - the answer is not very enlightening I can assure you - you may be rather disappointed. Apologies in advance.
Geoff - ha! thank you Geoff - I hadn't even noticed. Tracy Catkins is a funny old soul.
This is heartwarming news. I will leave a comment here until my team membership is approved.
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