Curl up and Dye is on Baxter‘s Road . Be careful there at night, it can be a bit dicey. You will find local ladies there with old wooden carts burning charcoal under big metal pots cooking fresh fish right on the side of the road. Not to be missed.
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Curl up must be a chain. The one I know of is on the south coast, near Champers, where the crusted Barracuda is amazing,
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Curl up and Dye is on Baxter‘s Road . Be careful there at night, it can be a bit dicey.
Get it?
Dye-C
You're repeating yourself Murray. I think it comes with older age. LOL
May well be the case . The last time I saw the one on Baxter's Road was 20 years ago . I'm sure there are others around , great name for sure .
Dye-C , you must admit , is a bit of a stretch. No big deal of course. Different jokes for different folks.
No, I think it was punny. If you don't like my humour you can ignore it you know. I won't be offended. LOL
An elderly couple had been dating for some time. Finally, they decided it
might be time for marriage. But before tying the knot, they went out for a
heart to heart talk over dinner about whether it would really work out.
They discussed finances, living arrangements, snoring, and so on. Then the
gentleman decided it was time to broach the subject of their physical
relationship. "How do you feel about sex?" he asked.
"Well," she said, responding very carefully, "I'd have to say
that I would like it infrequently."
The old gentleman sat quietly for a moment. Then looking over his glasses,
he casually asked: "Was that one word or two?"
might be time for marriage. But before tying the knot, they went out for a
heart to heart talk over dinner about whether it would really work out.
They discussed finances, living arrangements, snoring, and so on. Then the
gentleman decided it was time to broach the subject of their physical
relationship. "How do you feel about sex?" he asked.
"Well," she said, responding very carefully, "I'd have to say
that I would like it infrequently."
The old gentleman sat quietly for a moment. Then looking over his glasses,
he casually asked: "Was that one word or two?"
OK, that took me awhile. A while not awhile. lol
