Broadstairs....Charles Dickens.....please don’t remind me Eul. The annual Broadstairs Dickins Festival. Too awful to,describe.....the scars remain...!Well it was rural(ish) in Rebecca's day. And Charles Dickens links the two places, Dartford and Thanet, man of Kent and Kentish man.
Do you know that you deserve the whip for that , Yupar ? !
Never mind, be sure that we dont forget you, Yupar : I've always in my head this joint crucifixion !
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It's ne of my very first ones, I still remember we all were at Athen of 300 second part''s opening scene. I am so glad you still keep it and love it I think I should store it in my deviant tooAhhhh ... a classic from the past ... from left to right ... Messa, Yupar, LittleSiss and yours truly!
I see this thread is dissolving.
Although I came because of a crux-story, cruxification is (and probably will forever be) a side-interest for me. But some of these stories are so well written that I love them anyway.The place sort of sucks you in and you sink down into the warm comfortable feeling of belonging somewhere, even if you didn't think you'd belong there.
And a lovely neighborhood it is too. That was a great post, Jon. And as a fellow American, I too think a CF gathering at a nice English pub much more appealingly than an American corner bar. I’d even be willing to try my hand at a good natured match of strip darts (now there’s a cute short story idea), so long as I’m not expected to be the target, of courseI like CF because it's my neighborhood. It may not be Mr. Rogers' idea of a neighborhood, but I like it.
Heh, since all the women here repeatedly come back to life to do it all again no matter how many times they’re tortured, crucified, hanged, impaled, or whatever, we’re all sure to outlive the site, Jackie. But let’s hope the demise of CF won’t come to pass anytime soon. Long live CF and our happy little community!Who will live longer, I wonder, CF or me? We shall see.
Yes, there are so many good ones. I'm still trying to catch up...That's what surprised me initially, the consistently good quality of the stories.
Wait a minute, where is my card? I know the Postal Service is having some issues, but geez...Now everyone within these precincts is of course a card carrying perv
As Groucho Marx said, "I would never join any club that would have me for a member". I guess we all broke that rule with CF..Even so, I'm never in too much of a rush, especially about joining something.
And now she's taken up with some guy named Dean WindarI believe by that time I had discovered his story "Trabbian Justice," and had fallen in love with the heroine of that story, Priya (what did she ever see in Sanjay anyway? Sigh.)
While all along pretending to be submissive of course.I love that there are plenty of women here, a couple of whom seem to more or less run the place.
A nice socially distanced one. Back at you, Jackie...So let me take this opportunity to thank you all, and blow you a kiss...