But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s heraldic term is ‘lodged’ – of a deer, lying down.
Well, that’s a strange one, let me see if I can find a picture.
Have you noticed that all deer do tend to look rather snooty, whether lodged, or standing?
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Excuses for being late. No.156.
I’m sorry I’m late, but I dropped one of my gold ingots on my foot.
Isn’t it funny how things stick in your mind? Years ago I spotted a piece of teenage graffiti scratched into a wooden park bench. The perpetrator obviously intended to record that stylish put-down, ‘In your dreams’, but not being that hot at spelling they had written, ‘In your drems’. When the need arises for me to utter such a phrase I usually plump for this new truncated version, much to the puzzlement of the recipient… Come on dear reader, let’s see if we can introduce it into common usage – say it to someone today! This could sweep the English-speaking world…
‘Hello, it’s the Vatican reception desk here. Could you tell me, what time is your anointment?’
A single overheard, or possibly misheard, remark:
‘It was just a kid with a blow-pod…’
Oh look, a young Donald Sutherland walking through the bus station eating a rather runny meat pie. I’m sure it’s him, look at that characteristic cheeky devil-may-care grin…
It was cold and was snowing as I walked around town the other day. I noticed that there was smoke coming from the chimney of the local art gallery – I expect the staff were burning a few paintings to keep warm…
A single overheard remark:
‘Why do they keep on telling us about the bloody future?…’
An observation:
An old lady standing at the bus stop was sneezing, ‘Wish two!… Wish Two!… Wish Two!’.
Dave Whatt 