Spent most of the weekend conversing with Ms Loving online. She is quite the temptress, leading me astray from my weekend duties of underpant washing and sock sorting. I can hardly tear myself away from the computer. Dad swung by this afternoon with half a battenburg and yet more travelling tales from the crinklies bus pass brigade but I was barely able to utter two words before I ran to check my inbox. Dad says he is a bit worried about this swine flu business but then preceded to tell me a joke involving crackling on the swine flu hotline. Before he fell about laughing and coughing. After dad departed on another expedition across the UK I went to email Simone only to find my internet connection down. After half an hour of faffing I found the modem unplugged and a note from dad reading 'Her last name must be Jacobs because she is a real cracker. Dad'.
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