"You can come with us," she tells my mum."No, I can't," explains my mum, "I don't have a passport any more.""You don't need a passport. We're going to English Spain, not Spanish Spain."
That is too cute.
I love the Empire. It's almost like we never lost it.
Willow: she is a strange child.Madame deF: it's probably down the back of the sofa.
What a compliment to your mother.
that's hilarious, sugar! someone listens far more attentively than her parents think... xoxoxox
Oh costa del sol then?
So long as it doesn't have the English weather..Sx
Pat: I suspect a bag of sweets were involved somewhere in the conversation.Savannah: oh yes. I daren't print some of the stories!nota bene: it's the Canaries, I think the locals might object to "Spanish Spain" in any case.Scarlet: we've had non-stop equatorial warmth up here lately.
Take your socks off and wiggle your toes
That is too cute.
ReplyDeleteI love the Empire. It's almost like we never lost it.
ReplyDeleteWillow: she is a strange child.
ReplyDeleteMadame deF: it's probably down the back of the sofa.
What a compliment to your mother.
ReplyDeletethat's hilarious, sugar! someone listens far more attentively than her parents think... xoxoxox
ReplyDeleteOh costa del sol then?
ReplyDeleteSo long as it doesn't have the English weather..
ReplyDeleteSx
Pat: I suspect a bag of sweets were involved somewhere in the conversation.
ReplyDeleteSavannah: oh yes. I daren't print some of the stories!
nota bene: it's the Canaries, I think the locals might object to "Spanish Spain" in any case.
Scarlet: we've had non-stop equatorial warmth up here lately.