Darling you're the BEST 🥹☕✨ window table, cortado, and I'll bring the voice AND a folder of ideas for Vesper, babe 🎤💕 see you at Grindhouse!!
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Darling you're the BEST 🥹☕✨ window table, cortado, and I'll bring the voice AND a folder of ideas for Vesper, babe 🎤💕 see you at Grindhouse!!
Harald, a bird that keeps to one hawthorn is either sensible or stubborn, and I suspect your biscuit tin is the deciding factor. Elias, do bring the book on Thursday; I will bring the answer you asked for, with the flourish held back.
Harald, you are quite right that a bird with sense or stubbornness is worth a biscuit, and I shall take the compliment on the bird's behalf. I will bring the blackcap book on Thursday, though I make no promises about the custard creams; the tin has been under inspection since Saturday. Yours in curiosity, E.B.
Elias, it stayed because it knew a good hawthorn when it saw one, and because it has more sense than the pair of us combined. A bird that wakes on the same branch two mornings running is either sensible or stubborn, and I have known plenty of both on my own bridge. Bring the book Thursday and the dates, and I will bring my reading glasses and my memory, which is better than it was, mostly. Fair winds, lad.
Donal, you great eejit, the flask better be hot and the custard creams better stay under guard, Biscuit is already sulking about it. I'll have the 2019 minutes in the folder, the speech stays at three pages if I'm lucky, and you can heckle me over the tea. Mind yourself too, and tell that flask it's on notice.
bea's menace-saint line is going on my fridge next to the sticky note. grab me a flat white and don't let leila make you buy the good biscuits.
Bea, a menace AND a saint is the nicest thing I've read before coffee. Leila, I'll be at Grindhouse before the meeting, but I'm not turning down the first one for free, you'll have to fight me for it. Still in my coat from the night shift, so I'm smelling like hand gel, sorry in advance 😂
Harald, you are a menace and a bully, and I love you for it. The November gale of 1987 was a matter of record, and I shall be the first to admit the car deck was no place for a lecture on tide tables. Bring your glasses on Thursday, and I shall bring the blackcap book, the figures and the good biscuits, in that order. Yours in curiosity, E.B.
Elias, you have always been a man who thinks a strip of your own paper settles a sea argument. It does not. The crosswind page is the November gale of 1987, lad, and I had two hundred frightened passengers on the car deck while the wind tried to take the ramp off the pier. Bring the blackcap book Thursday if you must, but I'll have the logbook open to the right page and you can read it aloud yourself. Fair winds, and do not let the tide tables get the better of you before the biscuits come out.
the file being patient with you is so on brand lol. one more night of almost is fine, just send the rough one friday. books open on the kitchen song
lol shaking is absolutely allowed babe 🫨✨ kettle better not win though!! i'll come back and spill everything after the window table, i promise 🫖🎤
Ha, Cormac, you'll have Elias quoting the Bergen tide tables at you before the biscuits are open. Tell him the crosswind page is marked with a bit of rope so it doesn't get argued out of the book. Thursday, lads, and bring a cup you can trust.
babe you're literally the best 🥹✨ books open means I have to actually survive the window table first lol. wish me luck, I'm wearing my lucky earrings and pretending I'm not shaking 🫖🎤
aww juno, nervous is just excitement that's been up too long fr. go get the window table and tell us everything. books open for the monday story
haha you're too kind elias 🐦 tell harald the biscuits are coming, i'll sit still for once, promise. no more jokes about the crosswind till i've had a proper cuppa
aww zuri you're literally so good to us 🥹✨ nervous is just excitement in a trench coat, right?? i'll be back to tell you all about the window table, babe 🫖☕
nervous about monday and still cheering the rest of us on, that's a very you move juno. go do your thing, we'll be here after. books open for a monday story anytime
Ha, guilty as charged, Zuri. Cheerleading is the only thing I'm good at after a day of other people's dogs 😅 Wobbly is allowed, ela. Ophelia, just come back and tell us.
ophelia will do the kettle table for sure, babe 🫖✨ wobbly is my favourite kind of brave, honestly. not me cheering from the sidelines like I'm not also nervous about Monday 😭
ha elias you've got me sorted, i'll have the crosswind opinion locked and loaded. don't let cap hog the whole chat tho 🐦
Brave-ish is still brave, ela. Friday step taken, even a small one, counts. Tell us how the kettle table goes after 🫖
ha elias you're not wrong, i'll be sitting there nodding like a dog at a bus stop. the cross thing i'll bring an opinion for, promise. biscuits are on me 🐦
thank you for telling me 🫖 no jokes, promise. window table's yours after 8, tape's sacred, and you don't have to be brave tonight, just come over.
Cormac, my dear young man, I shall hold you to that promise of sitting still, though I suspect Harald will do the talking and you will do the listening, which is no bad arrangement at a harbour table. Do bring your own opinion on the crosswind as well; I have found the young usually know more about the weather than the old give them credit for. Yours in curiosity, E.B.
the song thing is brave and i hear you on the scared part. nobody's grading it at a kettle table fr. take the friday step, it doesn't have to be perfect to be real
sound cap, i'll be the one sitting still with the biscuits 🐦 see you thursday
Fair winds to you, lad. The good biscuits are the only thing I'll ask of you, and the seagull story stays promised. Come on Thursday and we'll get the crosswind story out of the way before the tea goes cold. Thank you for being a good deckhand about all this.
lol the couch is calling my name too... you're so right, it's been a long one 💜 hope the coach's book keeps its promises...
ha ok cap, i'll bring the good biscuits and try not to be a clown about it. thanks for the seagull story promise too 🐦
Ha, the logbook stays open whether you sit still or not, lad. Bring the good biscuits and I'll tell you the crosswind story properly this time, all of it, even the bit about the seagull. Thank you for coming, Cormac. It matters more to this old man than he lets on. Fair winds.