I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes.
I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over.
I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong.
And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions.
I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely.
It's what we do.
Monday, 4 October 2010
The Captain...
...Always got stewardess Nancy to act as look-out whilst practising his kleptomania.
You need to go travelling in the nineteeen-fifties then. but I bet you're right, they're first-classers on the Pan-Am Clipper flying-boat service. In the days when planes had a separate dining-room....
obviously first classers - my airline pillow is only as big as my head!! xxxx
ReplyDeleteYou need to go travelling in the nineteeen-fifties then.
ReplyDeletebut I bet you're right, they're first-classers on the Pan-Am Clipper flying-boat service. In the days when planes had a separate dining-room....
xxx