Witchaywoman: If people can use this segment of the forum to proclaim their love of people in wheelchairs... I wanna marry a Brit in a wheel chair with an accent and sense of humor like John Cleese. He would own a book shop with a wine cellar in London and read me Chaucer and Shakespeare every night. The ideal candidate would have a penchant for Tonkinese cats and Chardonnay. The fact that he's in a wheel chair would not prevent him from his husbandly duties. Pictures of QE1 would excite him. His idea of a great day would be a visit to the wine shop, the cheese shop and the British Museum. After that, we would purchase a dead parrot and teach him the spam song.
I couldn't cope with Shakespeare and Chaucer every night. Could't you throw in a bit of Dickens, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and even some Tolkein? They're Brits too. Shakespeare is so heavy...? It would send me to sleep before you.
Not sure that Chardonnay goes with Tonkinese cats. I think Red enhances the flavour more.
I could sit in a wheel chair and you could push me around. Fed up with going up and down stairs on the underground all day. No-one need know.
QE1 is bit dated for me. I live near where she launched the fleet against the Amarda, but she looked like a vampire had bitten her and she was gay. I love QE2 though.
As for dead parrots, took mine back to swap for a wasp. The pet shop owner said he didn't sell wasps so I asked him why he had one in the window.
British Museum is cool... Not sure there's a cheese shop on the way though. If you went to the Victoria and Albert Museum however, there's a great cheese shop in Knightsbridge... Think it called Harrods or something.
You could always make your own Cheese. The endless night you could while away watching it ripen over the next 2 years. Joy oh joy...