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Ray Stear Posts: 1930 Joined: 25th Apr 2008 Location: UK | quotePosted at 02:20 on 1st February 2009 A quiz night? (Maria is good at them!) |
Ruth Gregory Posts: 8072 Joined: 25th Jul 2007 Location: USA | quotePosted at 02:22 on 1st February 2009 Yeah, a quiz night, I like that idea, Ray. And it wouldn't be an English pub without a dart league.
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Ray Stear Posts: 1930 Joined: 25th Apr 2008 Location: UK | quotePosted at 02:24 on 1st February 2009 No indeed, who is good with the barbed arrows?? Get them on the payroll quick! |
Ruth Gregory Posts: 8072 Joined: 25th Jul 2007 Location: USA | quotePosted at 02:25 on 1st February 2009 We need T-shirts and Ray, why don't you throw out the first idea of what town it should be in? I'm guessing that Diana and I would be agreeable to any town over there.
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Diana Sinclair Posts: 10119 Joined: 3rd Apr 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 02:25 on 1st February 2009 Okay friends, I am off to dream about Upoetia! See you all tomorrow. In the mean time happy "building"! Night. |
Ruth Gregory Posts: 8072 Joined: 25th Jul 2007 Location: USA | quotePosted at 02:26 on 1st February 2009 On 1st February 2009 02:24, Ray Stear wrote:
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Ruth Gregory Posts: 8072 Joined: 25th Jul 2007 Location: USA | quotePosted at 02:27 on 1st February 2009 Night, Diana! |
Ray Stear Posts: 1930 Joined: 25th Apr 2008 Location: UK | quotePosted at 02:27 on 1st February 2009 On 1st February 2009 02:25, Ruth Gregory wrote:
Mawsley! or failing that Bodmin. If Mawsley, I could soon get home without driving.. |
Ray Stear Posts: 1930 Joined: 25th Apr 2008 Location: UK | quotePosted at 02:28 on 1st February 2009 Shuffleboard would be fine, I don't mind any sort of bored games! lol |
Paul Hilton Posts: 2605 Joined: 21st Nov 2004 Location: UK | quotePosted at 02:29 on 1st February 2009 On 1st February 2009 02:18, Diana Sinclair wrote:
And a secret passage in the cellar that takes you to the church. For in olden days, the pub was frequnted by smugglers, and when the sherrif arrived, they'd bolt into the cellar and off to hide in the church. But, on one occasion, one of the smugglers was killed as he tried to make his escape, and his ghost has been seen in the pub for many years now, wandering around the cellar. |