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Traditional snipe hunting attire for ladies is a bikini! :)

Traditional snipe hunting attire for ladies is a bikini! :)

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Posted by Ev on December 11, 1999 at 14:09:55:

In Reply to: On Lighthouse climbing, snipe hunting and other assorted activites.... posted by Amanda :) on December 11, 1999 at 10:57:21:

: Hi Fourdom :)

: I've been having a lovely time browsing through the various posts. I just love all you people, do you know that? There is such life here in this little playground, and I must admit that it has wonderful theraputic value for me, as I'm sure it has for many of you too....

: Anyway, down to business.

: Tiggy - about the term 'conclave'. It's just a term I used to describe our little get-together. It conjures up images of something faintly medieval, and that appeals to me enormously for some strange (or maybe no-so-strange) reason. But true to form, I've been plagiarising outrageously yet again, so I can't take the credit for it, I'm afraid. Ev emailed me and referred to our get-together as "the Conclave of Fourdom". I loved it and immediately absconded with it to later incorporate it into my vast repertoire. I do that sometimes. You quite obviously don't like the term. To each her own, I say. It's not as if we have to have some kind of official title or something. We are just your ordinary bunch of thoroughly windswept and interesting people getting together for a weekend by the sea....

:
: ....I can see us in a lovely little bed-and-breakfast place, set high up on a cliff over-looking the ocean in a place like Provincetown. It has a large verandah/terrace that is scattered about with white wicker chairs and an assortment of side tables. It's our favourite meeting place where we gather after getting out and about doing our own thing. Ev and Jasper have just come back from the old abandoned lighthouse and are regaling us with tales of their fearless exploits, *with* they are quick to point out, irrefutable evidence - compliments of Mr Eastman. Ev is absolutely positive that at least one of the shots promises to make a wall-hanging to die for. Julian comes out onto the terrace weighed down by a groaning tray full of steaming mugs of Earl Grey tea. Now, if someone would PLEASE explain to me precisely what this so-called 'snipe hunting' business is that we're supposed to be doing tomorrow, I might be able to figure out what to wear....

: smiles
: Amanda :)

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: : Hi Fourdom :) : : I've been having a lovely time browsing through the various posts. I just love all you people, do you know that? There is such life here in this little playground, and I must admit that it has wonderful theraputic value for me, as I'm sure it has for many of you too.... : : Anyway, down to business. : : Tiggy - about the term 'conclave'. It's just a term I used to describe our little get-together. It conjures up images of something faintly medieval, and that appeals to me enormously for some strange (or maybe no-so-strange) reason. But true to form, I've been plagiarising outrageously yet again, so I can't take the credit for it, I'm afraid. Ev emailed me and referred to our get-together as "the Conclave of Fourdom". I loved it and immediately absconded with it to later incorporate it into my vast repertoire. I do that sometimes. You quite obviously don't like the term. To each her own, I say. It's not as if we have to have some kind of official title or something. We are just your ordinary bunch of thoroughly windswept and interesting people getting together for a weekend by the sea.... : : : : ....I can see us in a lovely little bed-and-breakfast place, set high up on a cliff over-looking the ocean in a place like Provincetown. It has a large verandah/terrace that is scattered about with white wicker chairs and an assortment of side tables. It's our favourite meeting place where we gather after getting out and about doing our own thing. Ev and Jasper have just come back from the old abandoned lighthouse and are regaling us with tales of their fearless exploits, *with* they are quick to point out, irrefutable evidence - compliments of Mr Eastman. Ev is absolutely positive that at least one of the shots promises to make a wall-hanging to die for. Julian comes out onto the terrace weighed down by a groaning tray full of steaming mugs of Earl Grey tea. Now, if someone would PLEASE explain to me precisely what this so-called 'snipe hunting' business is that we're supposed to be doing tomorrow, I might be able to figure out what to wear.... : : smiles : : Amanda :)

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