Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
Guys, we have a guest this evening! Holly? Yes cat, let him know....
(Holly bobs her head, then taps her tail firmly on the floor four times, before looking enquiringly at the Kitchen, as does TB2.....)
This time a Cylon Centurion (2004 vers) clanks out the kitchen door, walks into the centre of the Mods area, bows politely, and points a holograph projector arm at the wall screen.
Ladies and Gentleman presenting Tinplate 242! He is our special guest as he has kindly agreed to project TND on the wall screen for us.
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
edited May 2020
(Tinplate 242 politely bows towards Barbel, stops in front of the A.R.S.E there is a digital exchange, a pause, then Tinplate 242 leaves. The A.R.S.E’s screen lights up with a thumbs up smilie.)
We have the A.R.S.E, to Thank for tonight’s guest projectionist. They are cousins.
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
No Barbel, - but two are!
One for each of us. Cheers!
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
(Thunderbird 2 is sitting at the end of the bar with the ledgers, admin, and various other pub paperwork stacked around him. He is going over stocktake and supply orders between his Tablet and Laptop.
Holly is gently snoozing in her basket, though her ears and paws twitch, suggesting she is dreaming of chasing someone or something. Freddy is also in his basket, sitting on his hind legs playfully ‘batting’ at a huge ball of steel wool the A.R.S.E is dangling on a cable for him.)
I don’t know... we should have an accountant to do this! Not Me up to my ears in budgeting sh...(spots Freddy listening) ...ortfalls! Must get that soft drinks order, Oh Bugger!
We are out of Junkanoo fizz! Right before Thunderball tomorrow night too.
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
) Better have some rum handy, too, in case it's about the hour for a Rum Collins. (Whatever that is, never had one)
It’s the rum based version of the gin based cocktail, Tom Collins.
Rum or Gin, mixed with lime juice, soda, sugar and lots of ice, (shaken not stirred, of course!) )
Both are equally nice, but as rum is my liquor of choice, I prefer the Rum Collins.
Yeah, well, sometimes nothin' can be a real cool hand.
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
edited May 2020
(TB2 is on the Redline to Spyboys in the States)
...Much Appreciated Grandfather Q, I owe You one... ....well that’s nice of You to say... ...oh marvellous, that solves our Rum problem too! ...yes and You take care too.
Pussy, Barbel, No 24? Operation Lightening Sphere will go ahead as normal. Can someone please bring up a drinks cart from below? Holly! (TB2 shuffles through a set of MI6 style ident cards, picks one, and walks over to the A.R.S.E. He holds the card in front of the cylon eye, which locks onto it and scans.)
Security protocol C 57 D Please.
(The A.R.S.E’s Cylon eye flashes from Blue, to Red, pulses twice in Green, then reverts to Blue, doing its usual sweeps. A saluting hand smilie appears on its screen.)
Excellent, and Thank You.
(TB2 goes back to his end of the bar, Holly is sat on a stool looking at him enquiringly. TB2 shows her the card.) This is our guest projectionist tonight Cat. Make sure Freddie behaves himself, Grandfather Q arranged this. So no slip ups please.
(Holly looks at the card, and stares at TB2, ears pricked up, whiskers out straight, she lithely hops off the stool, seeking out Freddie.)
I’d better start setting out the food, and prep for our guest.
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Looks good in here, fine job TB2. )
Just before the film starts I'd like a Rum Collins, please, as recommended by CHB above (thanks CHB) and drunk by 007.
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
Ladies and Gentlemen, Thank You for inviting Me to partake in your evening, it has been most enjoyable, and I hope I have been of service. Mr Thunderbird 2, I was asked to give you this Sir, and Thank You again.
(Robbie hands a note to TB2, bows, then heads for the door)
Thank You Robbie! It was a Pleasure and an honour to have You here tonight. Please visit us again. Safe journey home.
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
Don’t be rude No 24, there goes a veteran and a Gentleman of classic Sci Fi.
Another Zero?
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Russel Crowe on Twitter; "Possibly the most left field Tweet you will read today.,,,
Whoever is trying to send me Reindeer Salami from Norway, please be aware Your goods has been assessed as a bio security rsik and sent back to Norway" )
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
I feel sick. I could never eat Venison.
Having seen those elegant and noble creatures, and having heard their barking call, I could never eat one.
That goes double for reindeer. As for Crowe, I heard a story about him once.
I trust the source - apparently he is not a very nice guy.
Ladies and Gentlemen, we have no guest projectionist tonight, so the A.R.S.E is going to do the honours himself.
His cylon eye has been upgraded, so he will not be able to scan people to serve drinks during the film. As a result I will keep a tray handy.
And Holly.... HOLLY! (The cat pokes her head out of the kitchen door, pads out and walks round the outer perimiter once - she is wearing a kind of saddle bag loaded with nibbles, - m&ms, cheesy balls, quavers, skittles, popcorn, all sorts of things. - Even some fruit.)
For obvious reasons sausages on a stick and crabsticks are not on tonight's menu. - Otherwise Freddy won't leave his Mother alone, tillhe eats them all! Holly wants to watch the film too, so she will do a round robin every 15-20 mins or so.
(Holly pads back into the Kitchen to have her dinner before T Minus 00:00. The A.R.S.E. experiments projecting different colour patterns on the ceiling and walls wiht its new cinematic lens.)
Who is Thirsty?
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Reindeer tastes good. I remember herds of reindeer sometimes walked into the shooting range when I was in the army in the north, so we had to stop firing. We carried 7.62 NATO rifles, plenty of power for animals that size and some of us were licensed hunters. so sometimes we asked the officers if we could shoot one. We always got a no. but for many Norwegians reindeer are just animals like a cow or a deer, not Rudolf or one of the animals in Frozen.
Thunderbird 2East of Cardiff, Wales.Posts: 2,803MI6 Agent
Very good Barbel - I am having an Exmoor Beast myself.
beautiful ales, they really are. And while I remember, Thanks again.
(TB2 puts Barbel's pint at his table.)
No 24 - that is my point. As a Scot I have seen real deer out in the wilderness, from young roe deer through the majesty of the lead Stag. I once saw a White Stag - he was beautiful and the size of a Clydesdale Horse! He stared right at Me, knowing that far from a threat, I was somewhat in awe of him. You don't harm a creature like that.
(TB2 puts a Coke Zero on the bar.)
This is Thunderbird 2, how can I be of assistance?
Thanks. I've never hunted myself. I think it's often sometimes you inherit. My father was an excelent shot, but he never wanted to kill animals for sport. We both killed farm animals that's been injured. I don't think I would have any problems shooting a reindeer, but I've never had the interest. I stood face to face wirh an elk once, about ten feet in front of me. That's an impressive animal.
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(Holly bobs her head, then taps her tail firmly on the floor four times, before looking enquiringly at the Kitchen, as does TB2.....)
This time a Cylon Centurion (2004 vers) clanks out the kitchen door, walks into the centre of the Mods area, bows politely, and points a holograph projector arm at the wall screen.
Ladies and Gentleman presenting Tinplate 242! He is our special guest as he has kindly agreed to project TND on the wall screen for us.
We have the A.R.S.E, to Thank for tonight’s guest projectionist. They are cousins.
One for each of us. Cheers!
Holly is gently snoozing in her basket, though her ears and paws twitch, suggesting she is dreaming of chasing someone or something. Freddy is also in his basket, sitting on his hind legs playfully ‘batting’ at a huge ball of steel wool the A.R.S.E is dangling on a cable for him.)
I don’t know... we should have an accountant to do this! Not Me up to my ears in budgeting sh...(spots Freddy listening) ...ortfalls! Must get that soft drinks order, Oh Bugger!
We are out of Junkanoo fizz! Right before Thunderball tomorrow night too.
Hold the rum, please.… and the lime.
I'd like the Coke to be Coke Zero too.
Well apparently there’s an episode of that show where there’s a bomb in a guy’s butt...so it does sound like it can be quite interesting
The golden age of Grey's Anotomy was when Kathrine Heigl was in the cast …
It’s the rum based version of the gin based cocktail, Tom Collins.
Rum or Gin, mixed with lime juice, soda, sugar and lots of ice, (shaken not stirred, of course!)
Both are equally nice, but as rum is my liquor of choice, I prefer the Rum Collins.
...Much Appreciated Grandfather Q, I owe You one... ....well that’s nice of You to say... ...oh marvellous, that solves our Rum problem too! ...yes and You take care too.
Pussy, Barbel, No 24? Operation Lightening Sphere will go ahead as normal. Can someone please bring up a drinks cart from below? Holly! (TB2 shuffles through a set of MI6 style ident cards, picks one, and walks over to the A.R.S.E. He holds the card in front of the cylon eye, which locks onto it and scans.)
Security protocol C 57 D Please.
(The A.R.S.E’s Cylon eye flashes from Blue, to Red, pulses twice in Green, then reverts to Blue, doing its usual sweeps. A saluting hand smilie appears on its screen.)
Excellent, and Thank You.
(TB2 goes back to his end of the bar, Holly is sat on a stool looking at him enquiringly. TB2 shows her the card.) This is our guest projectionist tonight Cat. Make sure Freddie behaves himself, Grandfather Q arranged this. So no slip ups please.
(Holly looks at the card, and stares at TB2, ears pricked up, whiskers out straight, she lithely hops off the stool, seeking out Freddie.)
I’d better start setting out the food, and prep for our guest.
Just before the film starts I'd like a Rum Collins, please, as recommended by CHB above (thanks CHB) and drunk by 007.
Good Evening Sir, your film is ready and I synthesised the alcoholic beverages required...
Ladies and Gentlemen, our guest projectionist for Thunderball, star of Forbidden Planet, Robbie The Robot!!
(Robbie hands a note to TB2, bows, then heads for the door)
Thank You Robbie! It was a Pleasure and an honour to have You here tonight. Please visit us again. Safe journey home.
Another Zero?
Whoever is trying to send me Reindeer Salami from Norway, please be aware Your goods has been assessed as a bio security rsik and sent back to Norway"
https://twitter.com/russellcrowe/status/1266246553825468417?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw%7Ctwcamp%5Etweetembed%7Ctwterm%5E1266246553825468417%7Ctwgr%5E&ref_url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.vg.no%2Frampelys%2Ffilm%2Fi%2FBROK2v%2Fnorsk-reinsdyrpoelse-avvist-regnet-som-biologisk-trussel
Having seen those elegant and noble creatures, and having heard their barking call, I could never eat one.
That goes double for reindeer. As for Crowe, I heard a story about him once.
I trust the source - apparently he is not a very nice guy.
Ladies and Gentlemen, we have no guest projectionist tonight, so the A.R.S.E is going to do the honours himself.
His cylon eye has been upgraded, so he will not be able to scan people to serve drinks during the film. As a result I will keep a tray handy.
And Holly.... HOLLY! (The cat pokes her head out of the kitchen door, pads out and walks round the outer perimiter once - she is wearing a kind of saddle bag loaded with nibbles, - m&ms, cheesy balls, quavers, skittles, popcorn, all sorts of things. - Even some fruit.)
For obvious reasons sausages on a stick and crabsticks are not on tonight's menu. - Otherwise Freddy won't leave his Mother alone, tillhe eats them all! Holly wants to watch the film too, so she will do a round robin every 15-20 mins or so.
(Holly pads back into the Kitchen to have her dinner before T Minus 00:00. The A.R.S.E. experiments projecting different colour patterns on the ceiling and walls wiht its new cinematic lens.)
Who is Thirsty?
Just a lager please, TB2
beautiful ales, they really are. And while I remember, Thanks again.
(TB2 puts Barbel's pint at his table.)
No 24 - that is my point. As a Scot I have seen real deer out in the wilderness, from young roe deer through the majesty of the lead Stag. I once saw a White Stag - he was beautiful and the size of a Clydesdale Horse! He stared right at Me, knowing that far from a threat, I was somewhat in awe of him. You don't harm a creature like that.
(TB2 puts a Coke Zero on the bar.)
(TB2 puts a fresh glass on Barbel's table. Holly stops by - her saddle bags are half empty.)
Hullo cat! Did you enjoy that? (Holly rubs herself against Barbel - nearly knocking him over purring loudly.)
Lol clearly she did!