The Last Post Wins

[M Swanson]

Well, the snow that was predicted days ago has finally arrived. It's just over an hour since the blizzard began and there's already a two inch covering. We're not used to dealing with this and everything's ground to a halt and we're all banged-in. So thought this game may cheer things up.

Who will post the last post?

I'm winning!

[Shaggy]

Sigh, thats the country going into mass panic i guess with all the fluffy stuff blocking their views and clogging up roads.....dunno about your snow and last post but i mailed out 4 packets on Monday, one of which went to Australia and the other 3 to UK addresses. All sent via tracked postage too.....no prizes for guessing which one has been delivered.......and which three haven't...

[M Swanson]

Whoops! Sorry Shaggy, I didn't explain the game very well. The idea is to post a message, which can be anything at all. For example, my last post was, "I'm winning." You could have gone in and said, "No, you're not," or similar.

Not surprised at the three packets delayed in the post. That's one of the reasons I stopped running an eBay business. Too much hassle.

I'm back in the lead.

[Shaggy]

oooh no you aren't.....

[Flynn]

Here's how we used to deal with snow.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cl4pJwcE7JI

http://youtu.be/Ho4QGBUAABA

[M Swanson]

I am now Shaggy. England 1 - Scotland 0.

Whoops! Sorry for putting this thread in the wrong place.

[laguna2]

Am I in the lead now?

[M Swanson]

No, you're not! Take that!

[laguna2]

Oooooo watch out for The Flood!


??????

[M Swanson]

Guess I'll just have to have a little 'Patience.'

I'm winning.

[joxville]

Actually, neither of you are winning. There is a wee shop run by a dwarf called Malcolm, he sells loads of things that you'd never believe, for instance, Kirkby grips and a tasty selection of jams made from the fruit of zbangayong tree. Oh, and a rather natty line in Icelandic sweaters. If you're looking for obscure items he's likely to have them in stock. I once found a sock that matched one I lost in the wash back on February 17th 1983!

I remember the date clearly because that was the day it dawned on me how much of an Adonis I am, I finally understood why women swooned at the mere mention of my name. And so there I was, just casually walking along the street when a Ford Cortina drove past, hitting a pothole as it went along, the result was a wheel trim fell away, bounced once on the road then took off into the air, flying through the air like an alien spaceship, or a lethal weapon in this case because it was headed for a group of kids playing nearby. I had seconds to react, and so took off like a rocket and covered 100 meters in 6 seconds, caught it with my teeth and landed in a massive puddle, but at least the kids were saved. Of course, the mothers seeing all this came rushing forward to thank me and some seeing who it was began feeling faint, others passing me slips of paper with their phone numbers. But being a gentleman I declined their advances, anyway I had more important things on my mind, I was dirty from the puddle so had to head home to change, hence the sock disappearing in the wash.

How that sock ended up with Malcolm I'll never know, ask him how he gets the stuff and all he does is give a knowing wink. It's an Aladdin's cave of obscure items, I can recommend it, however I must warn you, when entering the shop there is a protocol that MUST be adhered to. First, you bow to the Flaxen bird that sits on a perch to the left just inside the door, (I don't know how that perch survives out of water), and then you go downstairs to be greeted by Malcolm. He'll put both hands on your shoulders, you must do the same to him, then you touch foreheads for 3 seconds, he'll then allow you to browse the items.

You'll know if you're in the right place because the shop is called The Last Post.

I believe I'm winning :-)

[M Swanson]

Priceless Jox. I salute you. LOL

Pity you're not winning though! Farewell cruel world. LOL

[laguna2]

Neither of you are winning!

Don't jump!!!!

[M Swanson]

You've convinced me, L. I shall stay strong.

Can't speak for our friend though ..... "He's a jumping Jox flash. He's a gas. He's a gas!

Beat that.

[laguna2]

Pleased to hear that!

Send for the gas man ... there must be a leak!

Think I might have

[M Swanson]

Wrong L. And here's the proof.

Where's the Corgi man when you need him? L's gorra burst pipe!

MS ahead by a length.

[laguna2]

Ah, so it is a burst water pipe!

L swimming to the rescue!

[M Swanson]

It was. Man the stopcock!

Save me, L

I'm now two lengths ahead.

[jacko]

thinking i may be in the lesd

[M Swanson]

Guess you thought wrong Jacko!

'So cherish not my son.'