Our main source of entertainment today came following a phone call from my friend's daughter. She works in London and on her way to the train station she had the misfortune to witness a man shaking poo out of his trousers. We did raise the question of what sort of poo it was but apparently she didn't hang around to find out. After we'd gone through the disgusted feeling sick stage and the giggly stage, we then got thinking about what would you do if you got caught out like that. It could happen if you were unwell. We decided that it would not be a good idea to go shopping seeing as you'd probably be smelly, etc. So you would need to have a very good friend or member of the family rescue you with spare clothes and wet wipes, and maybe some Imodium. We then decided that we felt sorry for him and hoped that he got home without further embarrassment.
This evening, after I'd cooked sweet and sour chicken and rice, we watched “Her Majesty Mrs Brown”. It is a very good film but made me wonder how accurate an account it is as the diary of Mr Brown was never found. Queen Victoria's reign was 100 years before I was born and it is world's apart from current day life. It must be really difficult to put up with that pomp and ceremony just to have breakfast. I don't think I'll ask Dan and Kat to to do that. I can imagine what their response would be.
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