The woman and the grated troll left, sneering as they went. Still rattled, we drank the wine, ate potato and wondered what was more disgusting: a dog in a restaurant or a black coat from Marks and Spencer.
Muddle-headed and still in shock (exacerbated in no small part by the thrilling news that a Colonial pathologist is coming to visit), I walked to work this morning. It's not long, the walk; I turn left out of my front door, cross a canal, turn right along the canal work is on, and go to work. It takes about ten minutes and there is not much to see on the way other than some splendid houses and some bicycles.
But my dears! Look! In a window! On the way to work! I am still Rigid with Delight, and can barely do any work at all!
8 comments:
You are truly blessed.
congratulations, and thank you, that most fabulous monkey has done wonders for me as I sit, non-working, in the Office of Woe.
that's alot of commas there isn't it? Hmmm.
Are you Sure it wasn't a mirror image?
We always wondered what happened to your paternal great-grandfather.
I hasten to add, for the benefit of your readers, that you did not inherit the ears.
That is a truly beautiful Monkey.
Hardly to be mentioned in the same breath, but charming penguins too. And what is that interesting other Animal? My first thought was a Kangaroo, but it has not the legs or pouch (or, if male, other Attributes) for it.
I don't know how a coat can be 'disgusting', unless it was the fluffy kind and it was all matted and dirty and generally hobo-ish.
The monkey head is kind of morbid, I think, like Sunset Boulevard.
What a lovely monkey. I also admire his/her ability move through solid objects.
I thought it was ALL good. Strangely enough I could see myself dimly reflected in the glass and I sort of look like the Unknown Animal with the monkey's head on. I'm not proud, but it is the truth.
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