Sunday, November 21, 2010

Stay At Home Zombie Love Nest 3

‘Did you see me take my tablets this morning, dear?’

‘I don’t know. No. I don’t think so.’

‘Let me check the packet. It’s not too late to catch up if I did.’

‘While you’re in the kitchen —’


‘Put the kettle on, petal.’

‘Ordinary or Rose Pouchong?’

‘Oooh, Rose Pouchong. Yes please. Any joy?’

‘Yes. It looks like I must have taken them.’

‘That’s good.’

‘Shall we treat ourselves to a biscuit each?’

‘Oh go on then.’

‘Digestive or Hob Nob?’

‘Aren’t there any Nice left?’

‘No. They’ve all gone.’


Robert Swipe said...

I knew a girl called Rose Pouchong once. Nice lass until she'd had a few. Dodn't take much to get her stewed...



Mother (Re)produces. said...

Ah, Sunday mornings. Pity we can't get dark chocolate covered hob-nobs over here.

Old Kitty said...

Awww true love knows no bounds or boundaries or nice or bourbon bikkies! Take care

fairyhedgehog said...

Who ate all the Nice biscuits then? When there were Hobnobs there? Very strange people.

Whirlochre said...

The odd thing about Rose Pouchong is that I shouldn't like her at all, yet every time I sip of her delights, I'm genuinely thrilled — unless I forget I'm not drinking PG Tips and add milk and 2 sugars, in which case, YUK.

You'll just have to make do with all the lakes and mountain then.


Old Kitty
Thanks for reminding me about the bourbons. I have some in the tin...

Hogsy Pogsy
Anything beats Buttock Wrinkle.

Dayana Stockdale said...

Aha! Great sense of humor. This must be the way we all wake up!