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Who givezuh damn bout hizz stupil ol' trick, anwaaay. Ohhh, schitt, I jest stepped on yeur shoe. Sohhhhhrrrrryyyyyyyy.

If he doz'n show up purty soooon, I'm goin' hooome. Er spend th'night heeere.

Hey, whoszh shewzat? wherzza band /

Hey, whoszh shewzat?

let me shee za zhoe...nope. not mine. Can zomeone remind me why zat boook iz on zat table//?//? shomebody should make shome coffeee...wake me up when itz readee...zzzzzzzzzz

CRUNCH...CRUNCH...CRUNCH....CRUNCH.....CRUNCH...CRUNCH...

Dear all,
Here goes:
the trousers of men's suits used to have deep pockets. The uncle, who wasn't sober, fumbled for change in his pocket. He pulled out the pocket, turning it inside out. The pocket unfolded (LIKE A PARACHUTE), releasing the two shillings which landed on the book. Bertie and Algie were parachuted in to help Biggles in his rescue mission; hence the "dropped" and "landed".
I hope this helps !
Andrew.

P.S. That was my 600th post!!
Andrew.

Andrew McGeever wrote:P.S. That was my 600th post!!
Andrew.

Congrats, Andrew, for #600. And each one was a good read. Just keep on the way you did.

Cheers
tom

....and not a single word to the three, drunken ladies. Did he go over to the guys' table against the wall?

Today, I'm sober.

Congratulations on your 600th post, Andrew !

Love,
Elizabeth

THAT is the worse magic trick i have ever read! Don't quit your day job, Andrew
Where are my aspirin????

L

Dear Drunken Ladies,
You were all expecting a trick: alas, an explanation was offered instead.
If you want a real demo, here's how to do it:
1. Find a man wearing a suit with deep trouser pockets.
2. Get him really tight .
3. Get yourself as tight as him.
4. Put your hand into one of his trouser pockets, as far as it will go.
5. When you've reached the bottom, pull it out (I'm talking about the pocket )
6. Observe how it falls (the change )
7. Spend some moments on reflection (e.g. "is there enough here for another drink?")
8. Refer to this experience 45 years later in a poem

Well ladies, it's as easy as that, unless you want me to .......

That's all for now: I thought I'd written a serious piece of poetry 'til you lot got involved

As aye,
yer Andrew.

Dear Andrew~

Many apologies for the tangent to your poem. I am fully to blame. It was a bit of silliness breaking up a stressful week...but at your expense. My intentions were not to diminish your poem...or the anticipated explanation you hinted was pending.

regards,
Laurie
an X critic

That's what you get for getting us drunk [er somethin like that].

Well, I've seen pockets turned parachute-like, inside out, but only on laundry day. I could, however, easily imagine the old, drunk man spilling the change out ~ but, then, he recouped his blunder by pretending it was intentional? Or, did you merge a couple of ideas into a sequence of actions?

Thank you for a good poem and your good humour, Andrew. I think it's obvious we were all anxious to see/hear your explanation. Somewhere in my box of memories, I have an uncle of family friend who did tricks with coins - this takes me back to those very early years - so long ago now, I can barely remember. But I do understand the 'parachuting' effect.

Thank you also for your 'Dear Ladies' contribution. I'm sure Laurie will find it useful information.

A good poem and a bit fun never killed anyone. (sadly, my best attempt at rhyme). Congratulations on your 600th. For a man, whose every contribution to the board has meaning and style, that is quite a landmark. Hopefully, with many more to come.

Linda.

Sandwiched between this post and my last are the replies from the "Dear Drunken Ladies".
Each deserves a response, but not tonight.
The last line in the second stanza starts with "Indo-Chinese slaves..."
That's another change I've made (Laurie got me thinking about that one).
I'll try to reply to your comments, and, who knows, may present a final version of Heroes?
I will also reply to those who expressed their opinion about the envoi.
As aye,
yer Andrew

...this doesn't sound good... ...I really didn't mean to leave out the word 'Drunken"... ...oh, boy...