On the road again and we scour the countryside for bouncy things and these...a strangely positioned moose acting out a Tommy Cooper sketch ...(according to daughter number 1). Of course we could be looking at a rear view of an elephant in repose
but all we come up with is
And here we are in the district of (not City)
in true Wiles style we pick a classy joint for lunch
with top grade facilities
There's a man on the roof trying to get Australian Rules to stop being fuzzy on the tele,
hot mongrel on the menu and flies in the sugar bowl.
We fight our way to the front of the queue as Sheila Roadblock sasshays out of the kitchen and starts to flirt with P ...the first 3 items we pick are off but she offers him anything he wants in a sandwich as long as he wants white.
And that special touch....thumbprints on the top slice to make sure the contents don't fall out.
Clearly this place holds a special kind of talent
And we move on to the next place
I swear this could be West Texas, the same dwindling communities, the youngsters migrating to the big cities and now there is not enough left for a proper hospital
We didn't hang around to discover the special talents here
At last
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