Sunday, 8 November 2009

A DREADFUL DRAG........



Saturday evening is the end of a punishing 6 day work week at Cafe C .
<<<<<<< By 9 pm after a few Malibu and cokes , a tired and emotional Mr C usually looks like this.

This week however was different ,Saturday evening was the Birthday dinner for legendary local Tranny , Charity , hosted by Cafe C.

Beast was cooking , Frobisher was in charge of glamorising the plates where he can be happily left muttering and twitching with his latest obsession with julienne of carrot and radish shavings without mishap.

James had front of house spruced and gleaming and was fending off three flirting and squealing middle aged harpies who were finalising arrangements for their party in January . As Frobisher remarked bitterly he is like catnip to women of a certain age.
Mr C had decided to 'drag up' in honour of Birthday 'girl' Charity and made his grand entrance , this certainly dampened the ardour of the trio of menopausal hags , who soon hastily departed screaming into the night .
Crikey what a sight ! how to best describe Mr C in drag .... I think a review of a stage appearance of actress Diana Rigg best gives you feel for the apparition .
Miss Rigg in her younger years was the lithesome and sexy Emma Peel in the cult 60's TV show the Avengers , but became rather stocky in her middle years . The review unkindly commented that Miss Rigg was built like a brick shithouse with insufficient buttresses
Bearing this in mind , the Beast has scoured the interwebs to find a picture that best conveys the essence of "Miss C"























Myself and Frobisher were a little put out as the hours we spent slaving over a hot stove ( in my case) and a shaved radish (in Frobishers) ,were probably in vain as the shocking site of mien host was bound to make anyone bilious from the get go .
When faced with a traumatising sight , drinking to forget is not a strategy the Beast would generally support . However on this occasion ,it certainly put the takings up on the bar as the hapless diners scrambled for oblivion :-)

13 comments:

Inexplicable DeVice said...

Oh dear.

Did Mr C borrow the head gear from Tickers?

BEAST said...

I suspect someone has been shoplifting at the farmers market Mr IVD

KAZ said...

Watch out Beastie.
Miss Rigg will sue when she sees that pic.

Scarlet Blue said...

So where did the banana eventually end up?
Sx

eroswings said...

That's a lot fruit! And I'm not just talking about the people!

BEAST said...

KAZ said...
Watch out Beastie.
Miss Rigg will sue when she sees that pic.

So will Mr C :-(

BEAST said...

Scarlet Blue said...
So where did the banana eventually end up?

In the chocolate fountain Miss Scarlet......where else ??

BEAST said...

eroswings said...
That's a lot fruit! And I'm not just talking about the people!

In reality Mr E , there was no fruit , Cafe C always has an eye on the bottom line

MJ said...

That headpiece has obviously been retrieved from your backside.

*shoves pineapple up Beast's arse as replacement*

Scarlet Blue said...

I hope you were wearing snappy rubber mittens before performing that procedure, Mistress MJ.
Sx

Scarlet Blue said...

*sprays Mistress MJ with dettox*
Sx

BEAST said...

MJ said...
That headpiece has obviously been retrieved from your backside.


Heaven knows what deprivations these colonials have to put up with in the godless wilderness.....have you never heard of a fruit bowl Miss MJ ???

BEAST said...

Scarlet Blue said...
I hope you were wearing snappy rubber mittens before performing that procedure, Mistress MJ.

*sprays Mistress MJ with dettox*
Miss Scarlet , I think a good scrub with hot soapy water and a wire brush will be required to bring the grubby trollop up to the standards expected on Beastbites

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