Tuesday, 16 April 2013

A Night Out In Trelawnyd

Last night I met up with affable despot Jason for the quiz at the Crown.
I got there a little early so did what I don't usually do, I sat at the bar with a beer and joined the " regulars" including the RFWF's sons  in a bit of good natured chat....
God knows just what they thought, as during the banter ,I ( and obviously they )kept getting huge whiffs of poo wafting away from my pants............
message to self.........
Don't ever sit on a pub barstool with forgotten plastic bags of dog poo shoved into your pockets......
Thank goodness I Sussed the problem early on in the evening.

Anyhow in the end our quiz team of six won the grand total of six quid, and it was nice to have the opportunity to meet up with a few fellow villagers....the pub is one of the last places in Trelawnyd that locals can meet up together.....

Having said this, I need to big up another social evening event that is coming to the village soon. Jason, who is a self proclaimed " Jack The Ripper freak" , has arranged a sort of " Ripper Night" at the Memorial Hall on SATURDAY 18th of MAY.
Now the night is not a fancy dress theme night with the likes of Mrs Trellis vamping it up as a cockney tart( " I'm a good girl I am") down Chapel Street....it is a serious, forensic review of the murders by a former police detective , tv presenter and writer Trevor Marriott and I think the whole evening will be a fascinating alternative to the humdrum and the ordinary.
( tickets are  £12 each [£10 concessions]....no children)

Off to sort out the allotment now, seeing that the weather seems to be dry
I will blog an update on the new ducks later
They seem to be gay!

34 comments:

  1. At least the dog crap was in a bag.

    Last time I paid an admission price with a child, my family was pretty upset.

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  2. LOL. It is sort of like walking the dog down the street carrying a clear plastic bag of poo and not a bin in sight.

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    1. Dog poo in a bad is useful in cold weather it keeps your hands warm

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  3. Dog poo shoved in your pockets, sitting with friends you kind of rarely meet... thats a friend-repellent for sure :-)

    Hope you enjoy the investigation, and hope you write about it in May.

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  4. We had gay ducks once, as well as a rabbit who mated with the hens. They'd usually time these things for when my mother was giving tea on the patio to a group of elderly ladies....

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    1. Gays....they get everywhere!

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  5. Gross...but exactly what we've come to expect...the Ripper evening sounds terrific...

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  6. I love the affable despot description of myself......last week I saw the term "despot" used in an article about Mrs Thatcher......its an underused description......when I think of all the despots throughout history who would kill (just one more) to have the word "affable" put in front of their character .....

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  7. In Trelawnyd you are obviously loved for yourself, pocket-poo and all.

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    1. Hummmmmm! I doubt that one x

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  8. Marvellous village life in England, oops, Wales.

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    1. NORTH WALES not just Wales andy boy

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  9. You certainly keep life interesting ...I'll have the category ... "Dog poo in the Trelawnd Mans Pocket" for $1000 Alex

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    1. Sorry least I could do was spell the town right "Trelawnyd" there got it.

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    2. Well done that willow x

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  10. ..... and so how were those packets of poo got rid of then, John? When you put your hands in your pocket did they connect with the soft squishiness of those bags? And during the wafting odour, how soon did you connect with the fact that you were storing poo? Interesting subject to dwell on as I finish my lunch (curry and baked potatoes).......x

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    1. If I told you Vera I would have. To kill you

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  11. Love it! And the Ripper evening sounds wonderful....I did a Ripper tour in London in 2001 and it was great with a local actor "Steve" leading us along we had an exciting time!

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  12. It sounds that your friends and neighbors love you despite what odor you bring to the table.

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  13. Wish I lived closer,I'd love the Jack the Ripper talk!
    Jane x

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  14. Don't you just kind of wish that had been the day your pockets were picked?

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  15. Oh I would love to be there for the Jack the Ripper event!!!!!
    and about those ducks ?????? exceptionally Happy ducks?????

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  16. hahaha...remind me to never sit next to you at the pub!

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  17. You do live a rich and varied life!

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  18. A friend of ours, Shirley Harrison, wrote 'The Diary of Jack the Ripper'. I expect Jason knows about it; it was later proved to be a complete fraud, but we suspected that anyway!

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    1. the diary has yet to be debunked in actual fact, there are many who still believe its the genuine article. Years of scientific testing has yet to offer concrete evidence that it isn't genuine......my suspicions are that it is a fake, however an old one at that and possibly even contemporary to the time of the murders or Maybricks death itself. As always, Shirley wrote the book brilliantly, that is not disputed, she is a talented lady.

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    2. Yup, she's a good old stick.

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  19. pooh in your pocket...why am I not surprised John :D:D:D
    that we forgot we had pooh in our pocket and decided to down to the pub...now there's the bigger issue :D:D:D jolly good for winning the six quid...and I look forward to hearing about the "Ripper" night...when you go please please please be careful!!!

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    1. I am glad I don't surprise you x

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  20. John, I now have a picture in my head of you pulling a bag of poo from your pocket in order to pay the bar tab! Can just barely imagine the look of horror on the barkeep's face!!!

    Your Ripper night sounds fascinating - I would love to cross the pond to be there!!!

    Nancy in Iowa

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  21. Oh John, bags of pooh in your pockets! Can't take you anywhere!

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  22. I hope you were able to dispose of those bags early in the evening. And the pong? Were they leaking or not properly sealed? I do hope not.

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  23. Chris will never have to worry about someone hitting on you in a pub John....unless they are into that kind of thing...

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