Ah, milk delivered to your door in a vehicle called a milkfloat, nice and quietly before dawn. My in-laws have their milk delivered this way and the glass bottles left out must be spotless for the milkman!
Milk float. How could I have missed that word over the past 4 years? Making note of it now. :)You are obviously too young to remember Herman's Hermits."No milk todayMy love has gone awayThe bottle stands forlornA symbol of the dawn."(And so much more!) Heh.We had milk trucks. Odd looking white step-vans. Gone since over 30 years. (Childhood memories of course...)
I loved Herman's Hermits but must admit, I couldn't always understand the words. I just thought Peter Noone was just so darn cute (still do.
Your a gayboy?
It's really sad that you and your friends have appropriated what used to be a perfectly good word. So many songs have to be changed now. :)
A sad song, I always thought, but turning night into day has limits. I'm sure she'll come back after she's had a good sleep.
A good sleep and a few White Russians. :)
Que? again. Never heard of White Russians. Knights in White Satin?
An alcoholic drink where milk is a major ingredient. I think vodka is the Russian part. I think it should be mare's milk. No, I just made that part up. Tesco milk is just fine. Well, not just fine but fine for the drink. If she hasn't returned by now, she's not going to come back though.
PS The milk floats have all but disappeared around here, thankfully, because they were anything but quiet. I can still conjure up that persistent and penetrating whine of the electric motor.PPS. Don't you have a reply facility on your comments?
I blame you for me not knowing milk floats. At first I thought you meant a counter drink from a soda jerk with a whining mixer like malts. Well, I can't believe you wouldn't trade the whining annoyance for a little nostalgia. I suppose you shoot at early seagulls too. :)Yes. Yes I do. And so do you. How odd for you to have noted that publicly. :)
I do apologise. I had no idea mentioning replies in public was such a social gaffe, a frightful faux pas. :)
I'm very sorry. When I returned, imagine my surprise to learn that someone (probably Adullamite) had hacked into my blogger account and have been making snotty comment replies. Please accept my apologies for what happened.Faux Pas? Some kind of ballet pose? :) I'm not really familiar with any social giraffes. Or any giraffes socially, for that matter. Sorry I do have a couple nice pictures of giraffes I found (not the one with the zebra climbing his neck) that I will post tomorrow.
I hate to intrude but as I was hacking your account I found this :- "At first I thought you meant a counter drink from a soda jerk with a whining mixer like malts." Any chance that could be translated into English?Faux pas was a left winger who played for Rheims in the first European Cup, everyone knows that.
Perhaps it's best if is speak really slowly and work from last to first.4. Malt: like a milk shake only with malt in it.3. Whining mixer: a machine that mixes malts at a whining high speed.2. Soda jerk: the man behind the counter wearing the funny paper hat who brings your cokes and mixes your malts.1. Counter drink: a coke or malt or phosphate ordered from a soda jerk while sitting at a drug store counter.It is all so clear if you would only concentrate.
Sigh.I was saying "que?" to Adullamite. I didn't know Rheims had a football team, never mind a Faux Pas.