I've pinched my title from Ian Whybrow, because it's a good one that often flashes through my mind at inappropriate times. Yesterday I thought it was funny when George climbed onto the biscuit, fully dressed, and floated a short way, while standing, out into the lake; then Ian tugged the rope and George went flying straight off. Of course, when it transpired that his brand-new mobile phone was in his pocket at the time, we all stopped laughing rather abruptly.
I'm trying to remember whether anything else has happened since we arrived here, that's made any of us crack up. Time passes in a way that's hard to describe, when we're on holiday. It seems to dribble past in small amounts, but when you think back, you realise you've read three novels, done 20 sudoku and 14 crosswords, watched 10 movies, and cooked umpteen bloody meals.
There was a particularly good pun cracked by yours truly about 4 nights ago, but the explanatory scene-setting required to share it will kill it stone dead. You'll just have to take my word for it, that it was small and perfectly formed, and used a delightfully old-fashioned word. I'm prepared to share it with anyone who's watched Wind in the Willows (the recent version with real people). Not that I'll need to, as no-one reads this blog!
Well, now I'm going in search of real laughs with Dylan Moran.... and by the way, George's phone dried out.
I'm trying to remember whether anything else has happened since we arrived here, that's made any of us crack up. Time passes in a way that's hard to describe, when we're on holiday. It seems to dribble past in small amounts, but when you think back, you realise you've read three novels, done 20 sudoku and 14 crosswords, watched 10 movies, and cooked umpteen bloody meals.
There was a particularly good pun cracked by yours truly about 4 nights ago, but the explanatory scene-setting required to share it will kill it stone dead. You'll just have to take my word for it, that it was small and perfectly formed, and used a delightfully old-fashioned word. I'm prepared to share it with anyone who's watched Wind in the Willows (the recent version with real people). Not that I'll need to, as no-one reads this blog!Well, now I'm going in search of real laughs with Dylan Moran.... and by the way, George's phone dried out.
