I received a postcard from the travelling duo this morning. It featured a picture of Hadrian’s Wall complete with a stick boy and stick girl drawn in. Evidently lots of pies are being eaten, Juliet is being over-walked and Chris is smelly and over sensitive. Sounds like a great holiday to me.
I am only posting this and telling you all that Chris smells (according to Juliet) because Chris made a nasty remark – on the postcard, can you believe?! – about my blogsitting. Apparently carrier bags do not interest people.
Now I am concerned that I have told you all Chris smells and that perhaps I shouldn’t have. Before they left, and I was handed the keys to this tulip (metaphorically speaking, obviously) Chris texted me and said:
“I should warn you that Juliet’s family read my tulip sometimes”.
Because, of course, my natural blogging nature is one of coarseness and vulgarity. My blog itself is full of insulting, degrading, offensive material. What did he think would happen when presented with the power of tulip sitting? That I would turn into a combination of the Vicar of Dibley and Graham Norton?! (This is based on the two people who upset my Mum most on TV). Honestly! You think you know someone…