The tour party
There are four of us on this trip. Ian, his son Peter and me.
And then there is George.
George is loud and proud. He smokes whereever he goes. But he always has a scream when he arrives in the town centre.
And then there is George.
George is loud and proud. He smokes whereever he goes. But he always has a scream when he arrives in the town centre.
posted by Val at 2:13 pm
4 Comments:
I'm guessing this is a riddle, and that George is not a human being, he is something that smokes and screeches. Is it the brakes on the clapped out old van you've bought? Shall I get Bob Downe's Mini van breakdown services to come and help you out?
or perhaps he is your new gay friend that has latched on to you in recongition of your supreme sartorial elegance....well, apart from your shoes cos remember I am having all of those now that you have a broken toe!!!
I'm keen to know what you're mostly wearing during your trip. I bet you look smashing. Do you have an array of special vintage Hingulund tea dresses?
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