Halls

Meant to mention yesterday that Dolly’s angel continued to look after her this weekend and last week.

Having been allocated a box next to a borstal, where parking a car under a CCTV is an essential, not a desirable; and damp towels on the floor is an open invitation to silverfish; and laptops vanish to the pawnshop faster than you can say password, the angel intervened.

Mrs P put in a call at the last minute to see if there was something better available and there was. A gulp moment when we heard how much, but Mrs P had a “what would the Parrot say?” and answered, “Yes.” Or crackers, not sure which.

Anyway, Dolly has a room with tons of room, as witnessed by this, and this, and this, and close to the city centre.

Nobody’s prefect. If you find any spelling mistakes or other errors in this post, please let me know by highlighting the text and pressing Ctrl+Enter.

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  • Yorkshire Pudding 26th September 2006

    Borstal? There isn’t one in Sheffield as far as I know. Also what’s with this “Princess” stuff? Are you Dirty Den? I told you she could have lived with us in return for a few household chores. Also she could have commuted back and forth from Manc though I can understand why young people wish to flee from there whenever they get the chance. Seriously, I hope your little pigeon finds a fair wind and enjoys a lovely journey, occasionally returning home to push your wheelchair.

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  • Shooting Parrots 26th September 2006

    Okay, not a borstal. (Not sure they do those these days — young offender thingy?) But definitely disturbed and disturbing young adults next door.

    As for Princess, a throwback to when she was little. Obviously I had been sublimily affected by Eastenders which is interesting as I never watched it.

    In fact, the kids have a fab pavlovian response to the dum-dum-dum sig tune and instantly shout “Rubbish!” at the screen before changing channel.

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  • Yorkshire Pudding 27th September 2006

    Disturbed and disturbing young adults? She must have been bang next to my school! If I meet her in the street, I’ll take her out for some tripe and onions at the Castle Market – then six pints of bitter and a visit to one of Sheffield’s many dens of iniquity -such as “The Leadmill” or “Plug” or any bar on the infamous West Street. The city is filled with evil temptations!

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