tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post5715786416375490205..comments2023-06-12T15:33:54.821+01:00Comments on Drunk Mummy: Photo LoveDrunk Mummyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12416146729096629298noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-56947187660760171012007-04-11T19:47:00.000+01:002007-04-11T19:47:00.000+01:00The days that a flutter of the eyelashes and a fla...The days that a flutter of the eyelashes and a flash of asparagas in my cleavage would turn heads are long left behind drink mummy. I shall have to try the meat pies out dear - and thanks for the tip - how long do they take in the aga before adorning oneself with them?rilly superhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05448694078653341955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-29056292859369288372007-04-11T18:24:00.000+01:002007-04-11T18:24:00.000+01:00Oh Rilly, I fear you have gone native! I'm sure in...Oh Rilly, I fear you have gone native! <BR/>I'm sure in your Islington days male seduction was via a glass of chardonnay and a vegetarian spring roll. May I suggest for your continued exile in the north, that if you are looking for a night of passion, you can't beat a pint of Mackeson's stout and a Holland's meat pie.Drunk Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12416146729096629298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-4209374097873787652007-04-11T14:17:00.000+01:002007-04-11T14:17:00.000+01:00drunkmummy dear, a sausage roll taped to one's for...drunkmummy dear, a sausage roll taped to one's forehead attracts men far more effectively than the most pheromone packed fragrance on the market you know, especially if combined with a pint of lager balanced on top of one's head. I can see you have learned the secret of the way to a man's heart, and to the rest of him, though because by the sounds of it you wore a meringue to your weddingrilly superhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05448694078653341955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-65048735295720491772007-04-11T11:02:00.000+01:002007-04-11T11:02:00.000+01:00We were looking at old photos as well over the Eas...We were looking at old photos as well over the Easter break. My sister started berating my mother for "always dressing [her] in horrible clothes".Mutterings and Meanderingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01384198819878227966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-74023357469682371132007-04-10T22:00:00.000+01:002007-04-10T22:00:00.000+01:00Ha! Luckily they are all firmly encased in silver-...Ha! Luckily they are all firmly encased in silver-plated photo frames, in my Dad's house, otherwise I might be tempted.Drunk Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12416146729096629298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-28584743230674336262007-04-10T21:32:00.000+01:002007-04-10T21:32:00.000+01:00Load the photos,come on life is too serious, laugh...Load the photos,come on life is too serious, laugh with us all.Gonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17979621132151870323noreply@blogger.com