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Sorry to call you digger Mrs Digger. I apologise.
Thankyou very much for the info. My sister wanted to do the course at Blessed Cheeses but was disappointed when told she had to bring her own milk. I think I'll give her an Udder Delights course for christmas
regards
Mick
Thats OK,
my husband, by the way is a fantastic fella, just thought I'd add that
and I,,... I mean he, is really really great for letting me post under my....errr his name! :eek:
Have one of these rolls with a good cheese...you won't regret it...
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Hmmmm......thinking....Quote:
Originally Posted by digger
After that post, I'm tipping you don't get into fish nets and short skirts that often.... or do you?:eek:
Prunes and wallnuts, Mmmmmmmmm...........Quote:
Originally Posted by MickS
I probably shouldn't do this but.......
Cheese Shop
Mousebender:
(John) Good Morning. Wensleydale:
(Michael) Good morning, sir. Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium! Mousebender: Ah, thank you, my good man. Wensleydale: What can I do for you, sir? Mousebender: Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmon Street just now, skimming through "Rogue Herrys" by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish. Wensleydale: Peckish, sir? Mousebender: Esuriant. Wensleydale: Eh? Mousebender: 'Ee, Ah wor 'ungry-loike! Wensleydale: Ah, hungry! Mousebender: In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, "a little fermented curd will do the trick," so, I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles! Wensleydale: Come again? Mousebender: I want to buy some cheese. Wensleydale: Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bazouki player! Mousebender: Oh, heaven forbid: I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse! Wensleydale: Sorry? Mousebender: 'Ooo, Ah lahk a nice tuune, 'yer forced too! Wensleydale: So he can go on playing, can he? Mousebender: Most certainly! Now then, some cheese please, my good man. Wensleydale: (lustily) Certainly, sir. What would you like? Mousebender: Well, eh, how about a little Red Leicester. Wensleydale: I'm, a-fraid we're fresh out of Red Leicester, sir. Mousebender: Oh, never mind, how are you on Tilsit? Wensleydale: I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir, we get it fresh on Monday. Mousebender: Tish tish. No matter. Well, stout yeoman, four ounces of Caerphilly, if you please. Wensleydale: Ah! It's beeeen on order, sir, for two weeks. Was expecting it this morning. Mousebender: 'T's Not my lucky day, is it? Aah, Bel Paese? Wensleydale: Sorry, sir. Mousebender: Red Windsor? Wensleydale: Normally, sir, yes. Today the van broke down. Mousebender: Ah. Stilton? Wensleydale: Sorry. Mousebender: Ementhal? Gruyere? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Any Norweigan Jarlsburg, per chance. Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Liptauer? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Lancashire? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: White Stilton? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Danish Blue? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Double Gloucester? Wensleydale: (pause) No. Mousebender: Cheshire? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Dorset Blue Vinney? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Brie, Rocquefort, Pont-l'Évêgue le Veq, Port Salut, Savoyard, Saint-Paulin, Carre-de-L'Ést, Bresse Bleue, Bruson? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Camenbert, perhaps? Wensleydale: Ah! We have Camenbert, yessir. Mousebender: (suprised) You do! Excellent. Wensleydale: Yessir. It's..ah,.....it's a bit runny... Mousebender: Oh, I like it runny. Wensleydale: Well,.. It's very runny, actually, sir. Mousebender: No matter. Fetch hither the fromage de la Belle France! Mmmwah! Wensleydale: I...think it's a bit runnier than you'll like it, sir. Mousebender: I don't care how ****ing runny it is. Hand it over with all speed. Wensleydale: Oooooooooohhh........! (pause) Mousebender: What now? Wensleydale: The cat's eaten it. Mousebender: (pause) Has he. Wensleydale: She, sir. (pause) Mousebender: Gouda? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Edam? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Caithness? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Smoked Austrian? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Japanese Sage Derby? Wensleydale: No, sir. Mousebender: You...do have some cheese, don't you? Wensleydale: (brightly) Of course, sir. It's a cheese shop, sir. We've got-- Mousebender: No no... don't tell me. I'm keen to guess. Wensleydale: Fair enough. Mousebender: Uuuuuh, Wensleydale. Wensleydale: Yes? Mousebender: Ah, well, I'll have some of that! Wensleydale: Oh! I thought you were talking to me, sir. Mister Wensleydale, that's my name. (pause) Mousebender: Greek Feta? Wensleydale: Uh, not as such. Mousebender: Uuh, Gorgonzola? Wensleydale: No Mousebender: Parmesan? Wensleydale: No Mousebender: Mozzarella? Wensleydale: No Mousebender: Pippo Crème? Wensleydale: No Mousebender: Danish Fynbo? Wensleydale: No Mousebender: Czech sheep's milk? Wensleydale: No Mousebender: Venezuelan Beaver Cheese? Wensleydale: Not today, sir, no. (pause) Mousebender: Aah, how about Cheddar? Wensleydale: Well, we don't get much call for it around here, sir. Mousebender: Not much ca--It's the single most popular cheese in the world! Wensleydale: Not 'round here, sir. Mousebender: (slight pause) and what IS the most popular cheese 'round hyah? Wensleydale: Ilchester, sir. Mousebender: IS it. Wensleydale: Oh, yes, it's staggeringly popular in this manor, squire. Mousebender: Is it. Wensleydale: It's our number one best seller, sir! Mousebender: I see. Uuh...Ilchester, eh? Wensleydale: Right, sir. Mousebender: All right. Okay. 'Have you got any?' he asked, expecting the answer 'no'. Wensleydale: I'll have a look, sir... nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnno. Mousebender: It's not much of a cheese shop, is it? Wensleydale: Finest in the district, sir! Mousebender: Explain the logic underlying that conclusion, please. Wensleydale: Well, it's so clean, sir! Mousebender: It's certainly uncontaminated by cheese.... Wensleydale: (brightly) You haven't asked me about Limburger, sir. Mousebender: Would it be worth it? Wensleydale: Could be.... Mousebender: Have you --SHUT THAT BLOODY BAZOUKI UP! Wensleydale: Told you, sir.... Mousebender: (slowly) Have you got any Limburger? Wensleydale: No. Mousebender: Figures. Predictable, really I suppose. It was an act of purest optimism to have posed the question in the first place. Tell me: Wensleydale: Yessir? Mousebender: (deliberately) Have you in fact got any cheese here at all. Wensleydale: Yes,sir. Mousebender: Really? (pause) Wensleydale: No. Not really, sir. Mousebender: You haven't. Wensleydale: Nosir. Not a scrap. I was deliberately wasting your time,sir. Mousebender: Well I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to shoot you. Wensleydale: Right-0, sir. (Mousebender pulls out a gun and shoots Wensleydale)
[nomedia="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3KBuQHHKx0"]YouTube- The Cheese Shop sketch, Monty Python[/nomedia]
:):)
Geez Pirasea.
Did you start typing that when this thread started?
A couple of christmas' ago, my sister gave me a book "Monty Python - Just the Words" A great reference document.
Mr Bush certainly wouldn't do such a thing:eek:Quote:
Originally Posted by Hymie
Hope his explosions go well with the briquette dust he got me to chase down for him:D
I probably wouldn't but my boy would.Quote:
Originally Posted by MickS
Witches chase cheese place in Mt Tambourine do a course which looks like I might have to go & have a go at now........ Those cheeses look damn fine!!!