before i go back to lurk mode a nice story
Jack Campin - bogus address wrote:
DH had set the pizza, in the boxes on the back porch to keep it cool
[...] a local feral had helped himself to those 2 slices of pizza...
Our Ishtar once came through the catflap at breakfast time with
a complete still-warm bacon roll. I never did find which of our
neighbours had one inexplicably disappear.
That must be us, then. It happened in the monring, right? You owe us a
bacon roll, although I am not sure what one IS.
Will in New Haven
--
"Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail
better."
Samuel Beckett, "Worstward Ho", 1983
============== j-c ====== @ ====== purr . demon . co . uk ==============
Jack Campin: 11 Third St, Newtongrange EH22 4PU, Scotland | tel 0131 660 4760
http://www.purr.demon.co.uk/jack/ for CD-ROMs and free | fax 0870 0554 975
stuff: Scottish music, food intolerance, & Mac logic fonts | mob 07800 739 557
|