Thread: Trans Siberian Adventure

Originally Posted by bitingmidge

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Waaaaay toooo much time on your hands!!!!

Get on with the packing!!!!

of where Sherlock was.
Because it's clear that if your name is Moriarty, then your arch nemesis can't be far behind.

Perhaps Sherlock, in a particularly cunning disguise, was the Wongo twins?

With a screech...

The train came to a halt for refreshments at the...............

Targus Restaurant under the management of Dr Who...........

Yes!

Dr Whovargo the well know provider of refreshments, speciallizing in tea.
And all things Eastern..............

.. and who as it turned out had just completed a batch of his famous blue peanut brittle....

Miss Marple secretes some of this peanut brittle on her person for use at a later date.

What has Miss Marple forseen to do such a thing? ............................

Could it be that she has realised the The Trans Siberian Express doesn't have a dining car?

Ok boys and girls. The rules with this one.

No seaman, no bodily parts unless correctly named and not vernacular, no reference to any sexual practises (deviate or otherwise) and no using ***** or other susbstitutes.

Lets see if you can write a literary masterpiece using the Queens English. This should be a real challenge!!

or does miss Marple have a mouse in her pocket, to be fed at a later date, or is this mouse realy a gerbil disguised as a mouse. She must contact Richard to find out.......








Thought for the day

Percentage of Africa that is wilderness: 28% Percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38% ; percentage of Japan that is forest is greater than 70 %

She was about to scratch her head, but had read 's post above, and although she was self educated, she had read extensively on human biology and realised that her head was in fact slang for a body part.

Slowly she drew her manicured nail across the top of her cranium, peering out the window she noticed in the twilight sky a row of stars (*****) she'd never seen before, five of them.

Perhaps they were a portent of things to come yet to unfold as the days wore on.

It was as if on another thread, the fabric of the universe had been torn asunder. As her mind began to drift towards thoughts of what that may mean, the mouse stirred...

Originally Posted by

Ok boys and girls. The rules with this one.

No seaman, no bodily parts unless correctly named and not vernacular, no reference to any sexual practises (deviate or otherwise) and no using ***** or other susbstitutes.

Lets see if you can write a literary masterpiece using the Queens English. This should be a real challenge!!

!!
What else would you expect from Miss Marple and Moriarty?? :confused:

Al

She said.

And at that moment she heard a tapping sound coming from under the floor of her compartment.

A small hatch opened and a man's head emerged from within. Excuse me, can you tell me if this The Red Lion in Portobello Road? I've been crawling around in these sewers for days and.... my goodness, is that peanut brittle you have secreted about your person? I have a very acute sense of smell and I can also tell that you have recently been to the marriage of a short, fat, balding man to a tall, thin woman with prominent teeth. Yes, it is I, none other than the famous...