fifi Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 Where is my Cheese?Having just got back from shopping, I paid for my cheese , I packed my cheese and I put the my cheese in the bag, and my bag in the car, got home and the cheese has gone. Any clues? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Meg Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 You ate it. I saw you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dick Smith Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 Did you buy the famous Homing Cheese? The makers have been living off of one cheese since 1684. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cassis Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 Are you sure PierreZFP didn't follow you home and nick it? He tried to get away with an entire trolleyload of someone else's shopping today. He admits it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dick Smith Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 Or has Fifi got the wrong chariot? Has she got Pierre's? Was the old woman screaming about a missing homing cheese? All these things are connected, you know, and everything happens for a reason. It's true, I read it on the internet. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
opas Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 give it a couple of weeks and you will find it no problem!We once left some camemberts in our caravan when we left it on a storage site, the van was knicked.......It was identified by the ripe smell within!!!!!!!!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cassis Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 More prosaically, look under the seats and down the sides of the boot. Cheeses are notoriously slippery characters once they latch on to what you have in mind for their future. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chris Head Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 I think we should go back a bit further...Fifi, are you blond or senior? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Meg Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 .................or just a bit of a piggy who couldn't wait to get home to eat the cheese. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cassis Posted November 27, 2006 Share Posted November 27, 2006 .... and forgot they ate it in a senior blonde moment. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pads Posted November 28, 2006 Share Posted November 28, 2006 Sorry[:$] It was me I must own up, I was sat waiting in your boot for the cheese.............cheese............ cheese give me cheese my kingdom for a cheese Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Meg Posted November 28, 2006 Share Posted November 28, 2006 Oh that could be it! You wouldn't get my cheese though, i always check the boot for Dirty Toms first!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fifi Posted November 28, 2006 Author Share Posted November 28, 2006 I did not eat the cheese cos I ate all the pies.xxx Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Miki Posted November 28, 2006 Share Posted November 28, 2006 It got in a pickle and now they are living happily ever after with a Brie and his mate Bleu. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cat Posted November 28, 2006 Share Posted November 28, 2006 I have two suggestions for you.The first is that you ask yourself, did I go straight home, or did I stop anywhere else. If you stopped somewhere, did you use the same bag? If you went straight home, dig out the receipt for everything you bought, and track down each and every item you put away (it might be hiding in the freezer, the bread bin, the veggie basket etc). If the above fails, resort to plan B (and quite honestly, I'm rather disapointed that you didn't work this out for yourself).Firstly, arm yourself with a good stout broom, then slap your hand against your thigh a few times, whilst calling (in a somewhat higher than normal voice) "here cheesey cheesey cheesey". When the AWOL cheese rushes out to see what all the noise is about, pin it down with the broom. Simple. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pierre ZFP Posted November 28, 2006 Share Posted November 28, 2006 Yes it was me!!! I now don't bother with a shopping list, I just go round until I find a pre-loaded chariot with tasty morsals that I fancy.Saves so much time and effort and I get exercise by out running little old ladies. The cheese is mine ALL MINE I TELL YOU Muwuhahaha [6]. I shall torture it by cutting off the corners and nibbling away at it - then I may send you the empty wrapper[blink] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weedon Posted November 28, 2006 Share Posted November 28, 2006 You think you have a problem...these people lost 800kg, must have been some shopping trip.http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2005/10/10/cheese20051010.html Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fifi Posted November 28, 2006 Author Share Posted November 28, 2006 Cat Re the plan Here cheesy cheesy, the cheese in question was a brie which we all know is the deafest of cheeses; I am also drawing to the conclusion, ask a silly question.xxx Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pads Posted November 28, 2006 Share Posted November 28, 2006 I wonder did you ring and ask if you left it ( sitting there lonely with no home to go to)on the end of the belt tangled up with misused plastic bags? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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