Huzzah! Y Nauci 14 is ready for action again. It was worth the ticking off I got from Uncle Lucas who warned me that if I break it again he will not lift a claw to help. He went on to lecture me about people in the Third World who will never own a harmonium and that I had a responsibility to look after mine. Frankly, I think he is going a bit odd.
Cheryl will still feature in the Xmas pageant with her rubber antlers and festooned in tinsel, giving the wee ones rides. I have made it clear to her that any of her Texan bucking bronco antics will not be tolerated. Groida looks quite the part as Santa. As I may have mentioned, I am glad it is his turn this year as the cotton wool beard makes me claustrophobic (and the antennae poking out of the holes in the hood are a dead giveaway).
I suggested he wear the beard on his sting, making him look like an exotic cross-breed (a "scoodle", hehehe!) but he wasn't overly keen on the idea. In fact he called me a rotter and nipped me in my front left shin. The humourless lout.
Anyway, we're all prepping for the coming festivities, including the introduction of deep-fried Brussels sprout nuggets on the menu at Empress Pamela's Chinese Chippie. That should have the punters queueing round the block!
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