The story continues. More musings from a returning expat Yorkshireman.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
God's own country
We're back. Back to the land of milk and honey.
Back to where the deer roam free and the buffalo roam.
Back to milk, honey, blue skies, white scudding clouds and Olympic Medals.
As FR 9296 hit the ground with an almighty thump, a relieved Jan leant over and whispered some magic words.
"You know that thing you keep asking me for but I always say no?"
"You mean?"
"Yes."
"You mean?"
"Yes."
"You mean?"
"Yes, tonight I'll warm you up a Morrison's chicken jalfrezi."
It's good to be home.
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That Jan's a sensible girl. For a minute I thought she was referring to.........
ReplyDeletenah, couldn't be, not publicly anyway.
Any man worth his gold medallions would not publicise his desire for....
steamed chocolate pudding with chocolate custard.
Oh Jean, you've got me going! I'm going to have to have chocolate pudding with chocolate sauce sometime soon!After this holiday, I should be on a diet..............but after the choc pud.
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