My ad

Following on from today’s team meeting I thought I would gain some feedback on the ad I posted at the newsagents yesterday.

I found the miserable old beggar who runs the shop somewhat bemused when I asked to place the ad for a month. In a discouraging tone he said he would ’have no choice to but to remove the ad if he later found out it contained something offensive’. Have no idea what he is talking about, perhaps he thinks I have written in code. However he was only to happy to relieve me of £1.60 to place the ad and double charged me for a packet of Chewits.

That aside I read the ad out to the team, here's how it goes

’I wish for a full moon after every sunset, it comforts me when I am alone and wishing that you my sweet were by my side. Come dine on the stars tonight for we shall feast for England. Uranus is beholden to me. Call Dr Moonlove T: XXXXXXXXX’

The team felt it was a bit cryptic. I am happy with it. I sense an air of jealousy around the office.