Smooth Operator, but all she needed was a tickle
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJXoiwW13Bw
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Smooth Operator, but all she needed was a tickle
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJXoiwW13Bw
The subject of that wee ditty was a mere 17 years.
Deffo a Jimmy Savile, wasn’t he.
Harry Lauder sang that song in 1908 at the age of 38.
He died in 1950.
[QUOTE=dirk diggler;4620170]Smooth Operator, but all she needed was a tickle. I understood everybit of that. A Scots brogue is unmistakable especially if yer folks were Scots and you grew up listening to yer scottish folk
But like the sasanachs the Scots accents vary also from.region to region
I can also understand Americans getting pissed of when asked if there Canadian and vice versa
A road trip to Brisbane since I was in receipt of a kind invitation to afternoon tea from a 39 year-old Iranian lady Doctor.
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She has a nice corner studio over looking the park. She has only been here 6 months so her accent is thick and her English is still in development.
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I need to get my tea serving game organised. This is next level.
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A smorgasbord of treats were on offer including Persian white dates
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And my favourite jelly snakes
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The tea was quite unique with notes of cloves and cinnamon. This is how you sweeten Persian tea.
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We took a stroll in the gardens after tea where the scent of spring hung heavy in the warm evening air, pregnant with the promise of nature's abundance
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There was more in store for my stomach with a Persian dinner when we got back to the gaff.
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The rice is served with a crispy pancake of dried rice from the bottom of the pan where it is deliberately toasted dry. The dark green dish on the right is Ghormeh Sabzi with lamb and beans. the red dish at the front is Mirza Ghasemi with aubergine, tomato and garlic.
She uses saffron for food colouring. I did not know that it is made from red flower stamens.
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The exotic food stoked our passions and we ended up on her bed in the corner of the studio overlooking the park.
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It was the best doggying view I have ever enjoyed.
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Once passions subsided I remembered she had pointed out earlier that her curtains to the right of the bed had broken and fallen from the rail that morning and were on the floor and could not be drawn. Only then did I notice that there is a massive 15 storey hotel just 40 metres away to the right and her apartment was lit up like a broadway stage. There were 3 people watching us on their balconies and one guy had his phone pointed at us, presumably with his 10x lens deployed, so I quickly killed the lights to curtail any further videography.
She did not seem to notice but how is that possible since she lives there and must know there would be an audience. I have a vague suspicion that the broken curtain was a planned ploy and she is some kind of dogging exhibitionist, and I was her naive mark :scratchchin:
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You were her target, Looper, possibly now ripe for blackmail. Her colleagues in the Iranian intelligence unit were probably filming you from above. Still, a small price to pay for the pleasures you enjoyed. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Looper
^ Yeah, a hairy thing to do, Looper.
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Originally Posted by Mendip
pun intended, I presume.
^ I don't know what you mean. :)
Lovely Loppa's lusty larikan persian version, I bet toes curled.
FYI I wrote an article about uses of Saffron ( a controlled substance in Canada) it is the stamen of the crocus brought from Mid East to Provence the Lavante and Murcia by the arab post hegira era , tho was known to teh Phoenecians and ancient Greeks like Wireless Savalas.
Often more than coke or gold by weight ised in Indies to show wealth, in Spain for colour and steeped in luke warm water for giggles, an aid to flatulence and insomnia, sadly my brochure for Cornish Saffron Buns sold out but all the info GO GGLE or Wiki these days. While Iranian saffron ok Murcia Spain is the preferences of the main dealers from Barca. Store dry , steep before use.
A lot of the cost is the tiny plucking , a field fall of small fingers needed to fill a bucket
Saffron is a rare, labor-intensive spice that can cost around £2,500 per kilogram in the UK. The price of saffron fluctuates based on factors such as grade, origin, and market demand
I'm just mad about saffron and she's just mad about me they call me mellow yellow I've been smoking dried banana leafs. Mrs bld requests an electric banana.
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Originally Posted by Looper
We feel your pain Loops.
I also recall that I was forever being pestered in India by fake sellers saffron Kashmir is a huge producer but it can take between 200 000 and 300 000 flowers to produce just 1 kg no wonder them fuckers were so persistent.
It just turns yer rice yellow personally I couldn't see the point. If it was going up my schnoz and giving me funky feelings then I probably would of bought some
Or a lot. But no. It just turns rice yellow.
Likewise you never see hash anymore to labour intensive?replaced with what? Yaba ? Or hash browns wiv the full English?
Top man. :tumbs:
A woman into freshly brewed flower teas and being publicly pounded, fooker's hit the jackpot. :yup:
He's one smooth bustard for sure
I think you could be onto something Nev. I remember thinking something similar about KGBGF 10 years ago next month.Quote:
Originally Posted by Neverna
I had been whetting my appetite for our afternoon tea soiree with some hardcore hairy burka porn for a few days before. But everything was surprisingly kempt and smooth (I was maybe a tad disappointed if truth be told!)Quote:
Originally Posted by Mendip
I was wondering why she seemed worried that I might blow the stamens out of their container with a hasty breath or a sneeze!Quote:
Originally Posted by david44
It is a bit odd.Quote:
Originally Posted by BLD
I am not an exhibitionist myself, by nature so I will have to play it by ear to see what is the go here...Quote:
Originally Posted by Edmond
Seems you are nearly entering central Asia,Peel off rice, steamy Sultanas,
be aware whatever the appearance it is mainly STANS.
May you come along the Silk Rd rather than up the Khyber Pass
That's my job:smileylaughing:Quote:
Originally Posted by david44
did you have any memory gaps?Quote:
Originally Posted by Looper
^I am experiencing odd memory gaps and I even managed to lose my car keys today after a 4km run along the sand
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Followed by a picnic with a petite pixie from deepest darkest Romania with an authentic heavily Draculated accent
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The humid stormy weather this week is producing some atmospheric cloudscapes just crying out for Nigel's paintbrush
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We were packing up the picnic when I realised the keys to the chariot had misappropriated themselves. No amount of rummaging or searching turned them up. The Transylvanian temptress eventually found this note tucked into my wing mirror.
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This random lady had used the remote to figure out which car they belonged to when she found the keys on a bench. She had then left the note on my car instead of taking her for a joyride. Praise be to the Lordy Jesus!
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Originally Posted by Looper
Did you sucumb to her steely gaze and fangs?
^I think I only succeeded in embarrassing myself by gormlessly losing my keys and then flapping round looking for them in the fading light while she sensibly found the note!
That's a feel good story for sure despite your not getting your Romanian wings. I'm sure NOT getting the keys would of been an expensive exercise
Although the handwriting on that note looks far too neat to be by a bloke.Quote:
Originally Posted by Looper
I'd have thought you would find a way to convey your thanks. :D
You can never be sure.Quote:
Originally Posted by cyrille
I picked up a book by Ross Kemp in a used book store years ago, only Lulu knows why, inside was a note and autograph by him and I've never seen such girly writing. And the bloke's supposed to be as macho as they come.
Still have it on the unread section of me bookcase.
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Feeling fluffier and gayer just reading it.
#pray4Beanz
Prolly picked up some weed and got baked.
To keep the thread on topic.
Bed - to sofa - to bookcase - to sofa - where I shall remain firmly entrenched for the next 24 hours while swearing to never drink again.
Scar Tissue and Slash are both decent reads.
Hope you called the person to thank them.Quote:
Originally Posted by Looper
Pretty sure he had to, in order to get his keys back.Quote:
Originally Posted by nidhogg
Brings back some memories. I must have bought it around 16 years ago. I remember I lent it to an old mate that I was working with 2008-2010, and got it back around 6 months later before leaving, and then he shouted myself and another mate tickets to see Slash in Impact Arena in 2011. Perhaps called Slash's Snakepit at the time. Global reviews called them The best GnR cover band ever. Great gig. Great days. Blimey 15 years goes by fast. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by dirk diggler
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Originally Posted by nidhogg
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Originally Posted by pickel
:)
The saintly finder and keeper of the keys lady was off for a walk when I called her phone so I had to wait 10 minutes for her to get back. She very conscientiously demanded a detailed description of the keyring before agreeing to come and hand them back. The Transylvanian temptress kept me company while we waited and I recovered my composure but I fear I had not presented my most ept self.Quote:
Originally Posted by cyrille
Very girly handwriting indeed!Quote:
Originally Posted by Edmond
The good Persian doctor lady wanted to go on safari to see the kangaroos today so I obliged her with a chariot ride
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She needed to get some FB selfies to impress her family back in Iran
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She got up close and snugly with some hand feeding
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I had doubts about her clinical credentials when she observed that the kangaroo was doing a poo, so I put her straight on the marsupial facts of life.
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We finished the trek with some sparkling red to wash down the Barbari bread with cream cheese and walnuts which she had brought from Brissy as she is flexible about her spiritual scriptural proscriptions. I love a drop of bubbly red now and again to mix it up from my regular white.
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I brought some ripe and luscious watermelon to a picnic with a most becoming maiden from North Macedonia this arvo
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There seems to be something Balkan blowing in the breeze this summer after my valiant but in vain effort with the Transylvanian temptress from Romania last month
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Lets see if the celestial Goddess of beauty born aloft upon crimson God-beams after my post picnic lake run brings me fair fortune over the festive season...
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Lovely finish to the day Lopper, I never knew you could just feed a roo like that, awesome
I think its a wannabee roo, what they call downunder a WALLABY, used to be a colony on the Staffordshire hills near Leek when I lived there in the 70s.
Wallabies page The Roaches Peak District.
True story!
I first heard the story about Lord Byron and his Wallabies funnily enough whilst scoring weed of an old hippy in Nimbin Oz and thought he was pulling my plonker.
I've even seen their hybrid offsprings bouncing around the Peak District these past couple of days weathering the stormy conditions in anominity as the normal hillbilly humans have gone underground.
Your fearless narrator has been mixing it up with the Wallaby contingent pretending to have duck genes.
Foker's doing it right alright. :yup:
If I was a cruder bloke I'd admit to wanting to give that cut watermelon a right good tonguing. :)
Half day trip to a Jungle Coaster. You've guessed it, a kinda Thai built roller coaster that is not really in the jungle. But good fun anyway.
The plan was to first stop at Mae Sa waterfall, as it's on the same lovely windy road.
Started off by sending the pics to Hot Mama Misskit to see if she fancied joining.
Was told where to go in no uncertain terms.
So, with plans for an afternoon Eddy-Sandwich dashed, off we went.