Dulltown, UK: Today’s random dictionary words are: couchee, cotyledon, coucal, cotyle, coulisse, coumarin, and bum-boat.
Please have these words looked up and placed in suitable sentences ready for Professor Mouldie first thing after breakfast tomorrow morning. Should the professor turn up in the garb of one of The Three Musketeers, you must not remark on, draw attention to this, or allow it to distract you from your studies.
Excuses for being late. No. 302.
I’m sorry I’m late, but I had to go and feed my neighbour’s gila monster. (GM)
A single overheard remark: (Drunken man in shopping centre.)
‘I like a ladder!… I don’t like cobwebs!…’
As I walked through the department store heading for the cafe with a couple of friends there was a sign advertising some merchandise for sale – it said, Yankee Candle Scenterpiece Easy Meltcup Warmer. My, that really has quite a ring and a rhythm to it!…
Come on let’s all chant it together!… Yankee Candle scenterpiece easy meltcup warmer, Yankee Candle scenterpiece easy meltcup warmer, Yankee Can… Come on! You’re not trying! Let’s dance as we go!… Yankee Candle scenterpeice easy meltcup warmer, Yankee Candle scenterpiece…
Well, who would have thought it?
A few weeks ago I showed you a photograph of mine snapped from the top deck of a bus in the Dulltown Interchange; the picture featured one of the sliding glass doors which give access to the concourse; it had a large white figure ‘8’ on it, only the ‘8’ had been, in true Dulltown style, stuck on upside down – I said that if this minor error was ever corrected I would get straight back to you. Well, you’ll pleased to hear that the ‘8’ has been either carefully peeled off, rotated and stuck back on, or replaced with a brand new one correctly oriented. Gosh, I am surprised, I thought it would be upside down for ever… (Click here to see the original photograph)
Yesterday there was a large cloud hanging stationary over the city centre that was shaped just like the Starship Enterprise.
Yes, I’m thinking of changing my name to Tiffany Lamp.
‘Thyme-za buskum, thyme-za buskum!?’
‘No, I’m sorry, I’m afraid I don’t understand…’
‘Alright, be like that!… Would you mind, telling me, what time the bus, will come?’
‘Ah, right, there’s one in about five minutes…
Yes gentlemen, I know that it is summer here in the northern hemisphere, and that a pair of shorts is an item of apparel well suited for this clement weather. But there is one important thing that a chap of style should know concerning shorts. The prevailing trend is for this garment to terminate a few inches below the knee, and that it is often worn with a long t-shirt which terminates well below the waist. Unless one is unusually tall and an actual South Sea Island beachcomber, one should avoid this combination, as it makes you look as if you have very, very short legs, and rather like a little boy who has borrowed his big brother’s clothes…
An overheard snatch of conversation:
‘No, square stuffing…’