Because I’m worth it
We have met a holiday friend who has been with us since the wine tasting day, hence the three ales.
Gives me a chance to try out my new material and she seems to laugh at all the right times.
Beware … banter is coming…
Oh … and we made up holiday names for each other. Childish but fun.
My wife is Ivana Prosecco, I am Barry Poppinfresh and she is Peggy Spatchcock.
Oh it’s like being 18 again, only with early onset indigestion, playing cards and a travel kettle.
Where you off to now?
If I tell you I’ll have to kill you
You’d think for somone so well travelled, you wouldn’t be such a disagreeable fucker.
It’s the only thing I have ever been good at
Wait until I finally make it to one of your gatherings… I can throw shapes even Walt Disney couldn’t draw
Whilst making significant eye contact with your Mrs?
Extremely unlikely as currently one of her eyes is looking at the dartboard and the other is looking at the scores due to intake of rosè
Ivana and Peggy…
I sense interesting developments in this relationship…
Do keep us upto date…
Currently sitting with a beer in the hotel bar awaiting to go out on the quench.
Again, playing find the barman… the fucker is 3 - 1 up …but I am wise to his hidey holes now, be 3 - 3 before the weekend is over.
Why not do a small show this evening for the hotel residents;
I get it now. Brogues by the pool is the on holiday version of pampas grass…