Just booked a short break holiday in Rome. Getting all slushy in my old age as we're going around Valentines day, but this appears to be keeping Novelist Supermum happy.
Looking forward to standing in the middle of the Colosseum and shouting
"Whatever comes out of these gates, we've got a better chance of survival if we work together. Do you understand? If we stay together, we survive"
"Single column!, single column!"
"Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained?!"
"Those giraffes you sold me, they won't mate. They just walk around eating, and not mating. You sold me queer giraffes!"
etc
1 comment:
You are an extremely sad man.
I obviously want to go to Rome to buy handbags... *not*!!
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