BBQ

From: Andy
To: Rosie

Dude,

Are you and Lady M going to Mark's BBQ tomorrow? Its going to be the social event of the year. I am going to wear a tux


From: Rosie

Yep.

Got an email from Mark with directions (yikes), orders to bring sausages and a beach towel and money to pay for the shopping bill. It is a very demanding BBQ but, as Essexs finest are going to be there, fair deal. If you cancel, me and M we are going to duff you up. And big guns or no, me and the lady fight dirty.


From: Andy

A beach towel and sausages!! Wow he must not like you. I just had to bring a beach towel!! Me and the Italian stallion are definately there as we couldn't handle the Slovakian death stare. We are meeting at Barking station at 3.00 tomorrow. Is it easier for you to meet us at the station or at Marks?


From: Rosie

Definitely meeting you two at the station is easiest. 3 is well early though innit? Desperate for Mark's sausage ay. I getcha.
He also said we had to turn up naked but, if I have learnt anything from films, you cannot give in to all demands or negotiate with terrorists.


From: Andy

Ok then lets say meet at Barking station at 3.30. Its earlier because:
a) We are not normally allowed out in the daylight at work
b) We are all alcoholics

We are saving Marks sausage for you.


From: Rosie

Ok cool. I will beat the drums on the hilltop at midnight tonight to inform the Slovakian.
Also? Niiiice.