Saturday, 7 November 2009

Saturday Smile - The Four Stages of Life



Aye, that's about it!

12 comments:

scunnert said...

Aye yer right there Subrosa. Thankfully I'm at stage three:0)

polaris said...

Mines a large French white, drink anyone? Cheers.

Saline drip and colostomy bag here I come...

subrosa said...

Aye scunnert. I'm possibly nearer stage 4 but still able to have it in a glass. :)

subrosa said...

Oh Polaris, and here's me thinking everyone in Edinburgh is so healthy too.

polaris said...

It's Saturday night, surely we adults can have a drink without guilt? I know, not if the gummint has it's way...

I will be up at 8:30 tomorrow for a long walk on the John Muir way - Dunbar - Skateraw, and a moment at the memorial.

subrosa said...

You enjoy yourself Polaris. It won't be long before drinking is about as anti-social as smoking. Give it another 10 years and the Righteous will have won.

Enjoy your walk. I'm off to a service and have got my boots ready because I don't think it'll be warm.

All Seeing Eye said...

That's what I like to see: gin in an intravenous drip. Saves time and, if the intake continues smoothly overnight, will also save you the curse of a hangover.

banned said...

Stage 3a) progressed to spirits though ASEs suggestion above seems like a good idea, not too far removed from the childish practise of lacing the lemonade with vodka.

subrosa said...

Usually some friend or relative will supply some decent orange squash if you like it that way ASE. :)

subrosa said...

You mean to say my mother was childish banned? You bet she was - all her life!

The Filthy Engineer said...

If stage four is single malt on draft, I'm there.

subrosa said...

I'm sure you're as smart as me to have a wee arrangement with your nearest and dearest FE. ;)

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