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Betty Boop;954061 wrote: Theres only one in there, we drank, no, oops, sorry, sold the other one last night...


It still needs to be removed, Betty. Imagine the state chef will be in tomorrow if she drinks that lot.

To whom did you sell the other one? My accounting shows no such sale?

theia;954063 wrote: It still needs to be removed, Betty. Imagine the state chef will be in tomorrow if she drinks that lot.

To whom did you sell the other one? My accounting shows no such sale?


Ummm I think Chef did that one...

grecianurn;954647 wrote: Crab sandwiches my lovers! in the cornish sense

Crabs fresh from the sea, bread fresh from the range :-6







BOGOF


Yum!

Well, "Yum" on behalf of the rest of FG. Please may I have the bread fresh and some cornish cruncher, chef?

sorry



did they do bogof in the nineteenth century? As in, buy one potato, one horse, one log, get one free?

Imladris;948390 wrote: Cream tea for me please, proper cream that's been done on the Aga though, none of that mass produced stuff thank you.





Oh, and your pasties aren't from Ginster's are they, I don't like them.............



wash yer mouth out girl, the G word and pasties should never be said in the same sentence.............:rolleyes::D

not seen this thread before so bought you a pasty each

heres some afters.......................

Helen;954661 wrote:

not seen this thread before so bought you a pasty each


smelled the food so naturally I stopped by...

grecianurn;954665 wrote: They look nearly as good as mine ;)


afraid pastry and me dont have a happy relationship so i get my daughter to do mine:rolleyes::o

Morning all !!!!! I'm just popping in for a quick cuppa and to bid you all farewell for a week. I'm off to the snow!!! Take care! xxxxx:sneaky:

AussiePam;954724 wrote: Morning all !!!!! I'm just popping in for a quick cuppa and to bid you all farewell for a week. I'm off to the snow!!! Take care! xxxxx:sneaky:


Enjoy, Pammie, and take good care of yourself...you'll be missed at Bettheia's :-6

theia;954649 wrote: Yum!

Well, "Yum" on behalf of the rest of FG. Please may I have the bread fresh and some cornish cruncher, chef?

sorry



did they do bogof in the nineteenth century? As in, buy one potato, one horse, one log, get one free?


Never heard of cornish cruncher :wah:

Helen;954654 wrote:



wash yer mouth out girl, the G word and pasties should never be said in the same sentence.............:rolleyes::D


Lame excuse for a pasty those are! Hopefully whilst in the county Chezzie will buy a 'proper' pasty, I'm sure she'll let us know drekkly.

Betty Boop;954741 wrote: Never heard of cornish cruncher :wah:


M and S sell it...I only heard about it from someone I know in Lesicester who always shops there!!

flopstock;954667 wrote: smelled the food so naturally I stopped by...


Good evening Floppy, you're safer in here than out there! Cucumbers abound and G-mans wearing fishnet stockings :sneaky::D

Helen;954685 wrote: afraid pastry and me dont have a happy relationship so i get my daughter to do mine:rolleyes::o


They do a good range of ready prepared stuff at the supermarkets nowadays thank god :wah:

All guests gather round the granite inglenook in the main lounge. Miss B, see if chef is capable of joining us or whether she has retired early, again. It's storytime.

We welcome contributions from all but remember, it is not a story for the fainthearted. Bettheia's is haunted, the area around here is haunted, Cornwall is haunted. And the unseen guests are not always friendly. They like to scare and to surprise in unlikely ways. If our story isn't scarey enough, they will "help" us. And maybe it would be preferable for us without their help...

It's dark outside, the fire is dimming to just its glowing embers, the candles are nearly burned down. The air is still and calm...or so it seems...





Betty! Where are you? I'm scaring myself now, all on my own here. Hurry up!

theia;954764 wrote: All guests gather round the granite inglenook in the main lounge. Miss B, see if chef is capable of joining us or whether she has retired early, again. It's storytime.

We welcome contributions from all but remember, it is not a story for the fainthearted. Bettheia's is haunted, the area around here is haunted, Cornwall is haunted. And the unseen guests are not always friendly. They like to scare and to surprise in unlikely ways. If our story isn't scarey enough, they will "help" us. And maybe it would be preferable for us without their help...

It's dark outside, the fire is dimming to just its glowing embers, the candles are nearly burned down. The air is still and calm...or so it seems...





Betty! Where are you? I'm scaring myself now, all on my own here. Hurry up!


I'm here Theia, don't fret, you've to be more afraid of the living than the dead...

Are you all sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin...

a few years ago, not long after Miss B and I took over this establishment, there was a loud thud at the front door late one night. Miss B and I, who were supping a tiny glass of mead before retiring to bed, nearly jumped out of our skins and were each pushing the other forward as the volunteer to see who the visitor was. I lost (Betty is pushier than I).

I was relieved when I opened the door to a sweet, if wet and bedraggled young maid. "Please take pity on me," she begged. My horse threw me and bolted and I've walked for miles to find a place to take me in." Before I could answer the girl, she had run past me into the entrance hall. My initial sense of relief began to wane, just a little. We knew nothing about this girl, we knew not whether her tale was true. And now, she was in our house.........

Betty Boop;954767 wrote: I'm here Theia, don't fret, you've to be more afraid of the living than the dead...


Are you really, really sure?

theia;954776 wrote: Are you really, really sure?


no... but it sounds reassuring :-3

Betty Boop;954780 wrote: no... but it sounds reassuring :-3


Thanks, friend...I'm off to bed presently and I shall make sure all the lights are on....



Who is this yound girl? Bit unsure about her....

theia;954775 wrote: Are you all sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin...

a few years ago, not long after Miss B and I took over this establishment, there was a loud thud at the front door late one night. Miss B and I, who were supping a tiny glass of mead before retiring to bed, nearly jumped out of our skins and were each pushing the other forward as the volunteer to see who the visitor was. I lost (Betty is pushier than I).

I was relieved when I opened the door to a sweet, if wet and bedraggled young maid. "Please take pity on me," she begged. My horse threw me and bolted and I've walked for miles to find a place to take me in." Before I could answer the girl, she had run past me into the entrance hall. My initial sense of relief began to wane, just a little. We knew nothing about this girl, we knew not whether her tale was true. And now, she was in our house.........


Her name was Flo, once dried and tidied up she was an alluring pretty young thing, with a surreal quality about her that over time our customers absolutely adored. Flo was also a good worker, keen to get on with any job to earn her keep and please her mistresses, but it was at night time she worried us. After locking up and a small glass of mead before retiring each evening, both Theia and I would hear stange noises throughout the inn after we'd all gone up. After some discussion we realised that our Flo was up to something and we planned to creep down one night to try and discover what was causing the strange noises...........

Blimey!! I hate to interrupt so spine chilling a tale - merely to say hi honeys I'm home. But Hi Honeys I'm home!!! Great skiing.

(Pam creeps into the warmth and light around the fire, and listens spellbound as the strange tale unwinds)

*Anyone can add to the tale* says theia, seemingly magnanimously, but actually because she doesn't know where to go with it herself at present, and it's her turn :-5

........

Some time later....

(AussieskibunnyPam is still sitting in the corner, well really she went to sleep. I think she was hoping everyone in FG would leap up and say.. golly gosh, Pam's back, we missed her.. life just wasn't the same etc etc, and all that kinda thing, instead.. zilch. Nobody even noticed she wasn't around, let alone missed her goddesslike presence. SIGH.

This might be a good time to do another magnificent sulk session. Yep. I'm gonna raid the fridge in this sorry establishment, make myself a bacon sarnie, have a glass of good Cornish creamy milk, then I'm gonna flounce off, with the usual door bang. Or - in keeping with the story line - maybe a bloodcurdling scream, an eldrich banshee-type screeeeeeech, then I'm gonna BANG the dooor really really LOUD, or creak it shut... leaving inside the shadowy clustering blustering creatures with their icy breath and gnarled claws.. groaning hideously in the dark night... )

AussiePam;963314 wrote: ........

Some time later....

(AussieskibunnyPam is still sitting in the corner, well really she went to sleep. I think she was hoping everyone in FG would leap up and say.. golly gosh, Pam's back, we missed her.. life just wasn't the same etc etc, and all that kinda thing, instead.. zilch. Nobody even noticed she wasn't around, let alone missed her goddesslike presence. SIGH.

This might be a good time to do another magnificent sulk session. Yep. I'm gonna raid the fridge in this sorry establishment, make myself a bacon sarnie, have a glass of good Cornish creamy milk, then I'm gonna flounce off, with the usual door bang. Or - in keeping with the story line - maybe a bloodcurdling scream, an eldrich banshee-type screeeeeeech, then I'm gonna BANG the dooor really really LOUD, or creak it shut... leaving inside the shadowy clustering blustering creatures with their icy breath and gnarled claws.. groaning hideously in the dark night... )


You left us Pammie. You left, grecia, betty and me to fend for ourselves in our Cornish hostelry. You gave not a thought to the predicament we might encounter when there were only three of us to post at Bettheia's. Oh no, skiiing was far more important than the welfare of this establishment and its proprietors and staff.

But it has to be said, I forgive very easily, I'm known for it..theia the forgiver is my name around here. So welcome back, Pammie, and I hope you had a really good time (unlike us here, struggling to keep our heads above water)

Seriously, so good to see you, Pammie :-6

Stone the crows, Theia - yer tugging at me heartstrings!!! It's emotional blackmail!!! There was me on the moral high ground, hard done by, injured innocence, noble in suffering - and now ya reckon yer the victim and I'm the evil perpetrator of dastardly deeds and general sins of omission. Alas, I am undone.

I shall hie me instantly to the kitchen, crank up the aga, stir the embers of the peat fire, throw together a batch of soda bread. Then I shall get me hence and shalleth sleweth a pesky pisky to toss in the pot - with dew of yew, nettles and turnips and leaf of dandelion, eye of newt, froth of frog, spawn of willothewisp and garlic.

:sneaky:

Well, I seem to have killed this thread - which is a great pity - as it is a good thread. I'll just head out into the moors, and send you all happy thoughtwaves. :-4

spot, dressed in a patched Great War army trenchcoat, frayed Ushanka and mud-coated boots, knocks on the scullery window and asks for a glass of water and maybe a wee doorstop to stave off the hunger for the day

spot;964717 wrote: spot, dressed in a patched Great War army trenchcoat, frayed Ushanka and mud-coated boots, knocks on the scullery window and asks for a glass of water and maybe a wee doorstop to stave off the hunger for the day


Good afternoon sir, sorry for the delay the chef has gone awol... again :rolleyes:

I think some fancy aussie has spirited her away.

Betty Boop;964913 wrote: Good afternoon sir, sorry for the delay the chef has gone awol... again :rolleyes:

I think some fancy aussie has spirited her away.


It's braw out at night missis. Maybe a crust to take with me?

Can I bum a rollie too? I'd not ask but.

AussiePam;964713 wrote: Well, I seem to have killed this thread - which is a great pity - as it is a good thread. I'll just head out into the moors, and send you all happy thoughtwaves. :-4


I didn't notice your yesterday's post, Pammie, though I looked out for it. Think the thread did a nosedive before I could catch it :-5

Come on back from the moors, you'll catch your death out there. Have a nice warming glass of....something warming :-3

Betty Boop;964913 wrote: Good afternoon sir, sorry for the delay the chef has gone awol... again :rolleyes:

I think some fancy aussie has spirited her away.


Who's that chappie in the trenchcoat, Betty. Is he to be trusted?

theia;965227 wrote: Who's that chappie in the trenchcoat, Betty. Is he to be trusted?


Betty?

theia;965249 wrote: Betty?


Theia, Theia, HELP I've been locked in the cellar.... is there anybody out there!!

Betty Boop;1148012 wrote: Theia, Theia, HELP I've been locked in the cellar.... is there anybody out there!!


No! We've all gone home :wah:

Bryn Mawr;1148015 wrote: No! We've all gone home :wah:


Thanks for your help sir! wow what a gentleman :rolleyes: :p

Betty Boop;1148012 wrote: Theia, Theia, HELP I've been locked in the cellar.... is there anybody out there!!


When you get out theirs a huge bowl of washing for ya out back:D

Betty Boop;1148021 wrote: Thanks for your help sir! wow what a gentleman :rolleyes: :p


Dat's me :yh_rotfl

Bryn Mawr;1148030 wrote: Dat's me :yh_rotfl


Yeah.....so the rumours are correct then :p

Chezzie;1148025 wrote: When you get out theirs a huge bowl of washing for ya out back:D


Go make a start Chezzie, be a dear, there's a cream tea in it for you! When you're done there is a big key behind the bar, marked cellar, let me out then will you..... please. I'll just sit and wait a bit longer, I don't mind.

Rumour has it that Betty has set up an illegal sweat shop in the cellar and staffed it with her good self as Boss and a trillion miscreant piskie unpaid workers - and they're all knitting their little butts off to meet FG demand for brown cardigans!! It's a disgrace. Liberate the little folk, I say!!

AussiePam;1148036 wrote: Rumour has it that Betty has set up an illegal sweat shop in the cellar and staffed it with her good self as Boss and a trillion miscreant piskie unpaid workers - and they're all knitting their little butts off to meet FG demand for brown cardigans!! It's a disgrace. Liberate the little folk, I say!!


Look, if producing a replica cardi of the original is the only way to get Theia back in here, then it just has to be done! Agreed??

The piskies are already forming a revolt, they have a leader in a trench coat and he is rallying the troops. Damon, my spy in the ranks has told me that they are planning a protest on St. Pirans Day!

Pam, if you help me now, we can get this lot working 24/7, get the cardi finished and get Theia back to her rightful place. On the morning of St. Pirans Day we will release the piskies for a party, they can drink all the scrumpy they like, eat pasties and clotted cream until they are sick for all I care, as long as the cardi is finished.

Just getting my whip collection, Betty!! I'll larn some manners into those pesky piskies! Cardis will be made. And if I hafta git my broomstick out and fly the heck over to Theiaville and geeeesch even drink her tea, I'll do it!!! Greater love hath no antipodean friend... :sneaky: SHE WILL BE BACK !!!!!!!!!

In Re: Bettheia's, By Order Of Truro County Court, 2nd September 2010

Whereas The First National Bank Of Cornwall made application to this court for repayment and restitution of all debts accrued by Bettheia's

And in default of representation by the owners of said Bettheia's to this court

This court today transfers ownership of Bettheia's to the highest bidder at auction held this week and declares spot the new owner; discharges all debt on payment by spot to The First National Bank Of Cornwall; allows Bettheia's to recommence trading under new ownership; and declares this case concluded.

Signed On Behalf &c &c: A J Bledloe, Clerk To The Petty Sessions.

spot;1331434 wrote: In Re: Bettheia's, By Order Of Truro County Court, 2nd September 2010

Whereas The First National Bank Of Cornwall made application to this court for repayment and restitution of all debts accrued by Bettheia's

And in default of representation by the owners of said Bettheia's to this court

This court today transfers ownership of Bettheia's to the highest bidder at auction held this week and declares spot the new owner; discharges all debt on payment by spot to The First National Bank Of Cornwall; allows Bettheia's to recommence trading under new ownership; and declares this case concluded.

Signed On Behalf &c &c: A J Bledloe, Clerk To The Petty Sessions.


Betty!!! Where are you??? I told you we shouldn't have ignored all those letters. Now look what's happened. We've been taken over...

by spot