Afternoon Tea in Shaftesbury

[Doggy Styles]

No, but Spod does get irritated by arseholes quite easily.

Might I suggest a good hemorrhoid cream, spread firmly over one's grapes?

I have a friend who suffered similarly. He used Anusol, and judging by the rapid lightening of his demeanour, I would heartily recommend it.

[sasguru]

I have a friend who suffered similarly. He used Anusol, and judging by the rapid lightening of his demeanour, I would heartily recommend it.

I bet you do

[Doggy Styles]

Malc, I also like a good tea-shop and on our travels my friends and I never miss an opportunity to insert ourselves for a relaxing half-hour or so. Your tale reminds me of a mildly amusing story.

Some years ago my friend and I visited a tea-shop in Monmouth, and we couldn't help but notice two large ladies on the next table, tucking into a large plate of cream cakes. I have to say they looked delicious and so we ordered some to eat while we sipped our creamy coffees.

To cut a long story short, after devouring several of these calorie-laden wares of the establishment, the two large ladies proceeded to pour themselves a second cup of tea - then add sweeteners to it! The irony was not lost on my friend and I, and we immediately descended into fits of the giggles, but of course we had to pretend we were laughing at something else.

Incidentally, I'm never quite sure whether Monmouth is in Wales or England. Does anyone know or is it a sort of twilight county?

[BrilloPad]

Do you suffer from IBS perchance?

Irritable Buggeridge Syndrone?

[Malcolm Buggeridge]

Some years ago my friend and I visited a tea-shop in Monmouth, and we couldn't help but notice two large ladies on the next table, tucking into a large plate of cream cakes. I have to say they looked delicious and so we ordered some to eat while we sipped our creamy coffees.

To cut a long story short, after devouring several of these calorie-laden wares of the establishment, the two large ladies proceeded to pour themselves a second cup of tea - then add sweeteners to it! The irony was not lost on my friend and I, and we immediately descended into fits of the giggles, but of course we had to pretend we were laughing at something else.

Yes, there is a class of provincial country woman who likes to frequent such establishments.

I was eavesdropping a conversation between a group of such ladies in the tearoom mentioned in my OP and they were quizzing each other as to whether or not they had lit-up yet.

I was thinking that they were surreptitiously smoking e-cigarettes or some such thing but it turned out they were enquiring about firing up their Agas for the start of autumn.

Incidentally, I'm never quite sure whether Monmouth is in Wales or England. Does anyone know or is it a sort of twilight county?

It's in Wales but the road that leads to it from a southerly direction follows the route of the River Wye and the nationality of each village that one passes through alternates between English and Welsh as the road seems to constantly switch between the two countries.