It is you who do me great honour in making this proposal of marriage, if indeed that is what the communication inferred. Regretfully, however, I must decline your remarkable offer. Not only have we yet to be formally introduced, but I have to say that my heart is already promised to another.
I trust that my response will not cause you too much distress: indeed I am sure that your beauty and your fine mind will soon attract a suitor much more appropriate to your station.
I remain, Madam, your obedient servant.
(name deleted by Biff)
PS Don't go taking the 'obedient servant' bit too literally.
PPS And for 'your station' I can offer a choice from Waverley, King's Cross, Haymarket...
KN it sounds lovely and if I ever switch sides, you'll be the first to know. But right now, and at the risk of hurting your feelings - I do prefer boys.
Nam, we can close our doors to unwanted visitors and delete their comments - no problem. We can keep away from the places where we know we are not wanted. The problem can be the visitors we meet in someone else's house!
Nothing quite like that feeling of walking into a house and realizing a visitor already there (or who follows you in) is someone you normally avoid like the plague
Actual useful suggestions - not so much. Lots of too-healthy-to-be-sick people trying hard not to sound smug. A couple of alcohol options. A man shouting unclean. Cures? Huh.
I suppose the old sayiing is true, treat a cold properly and it will be gone in a week. Ignore it, and it will hang on for as long as 7 days.
So far so good. Not even a blocked nose. Fingers crossed ...
KN, don't mock manflu, scientists have proved flu is far more serious for men.
Mind you I think they were male scientists.
On a similar note, that guy musing about women saying scoffingly that giving birth is FAR worse than getting kicked in the goolies. Maybe so, he said, how will we ever know? However many women decide to have a second child. He has never met a man who thinks he is ready for a second kick in the goolies.
'Please you momentarily' - as a general rule I'm fairly cheerful, but there are moments when I suddenly realize I am truly happy. They don't happen very often but oh boy they are great.
Of course there are inconvenient moments when I realize I really am not. They don't happen very often either. 07h00 when the alarm goes off on a Monday morning can (but not always) fall into that category. Yay for Friday!
Molly, I live on echinacea from Sept to March. That or the smoking, one of the two, keeps me healthy when all others are turning green and crawling on their hands and knees. :smug face:
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private response to my mailbox, please. Yes or no. 
Leap year, baby! part 2
I got this wonderful replyDear Biff
I refer to your communication of today's date.
It is you who do me great honour in making this proposal of marriage, if indeed that is what the communication inferred. Regretfully, however, I must decline your remarkable offer. Not only have we yet to be formally introduced, but I have to say that my heart is already promised to another.
I trust that my response will not cause you too much distress: indeed I am sure that your beauty and your fine mind will soon attract a suitor much more appropriate to your station.
I remain, Madam, your obedient servant.
(name deleted by Biff)
PS Don't go taking the 'obedient servant' bit too literally.
PPS And for 'your station' I can offer a choice from Waverley, King's Cross, Haymarket...