>So. My beloved, whom I love deeply and I were walking to the tramstop where she saw a clump of something between the tracks. “Oh look, it’s a hedgehog!” she said, so I went over and had a look.
“Is it a hedgehog” she asked.
I gave it a huge kick down the track as I replies, “Yes”.
“Is it alive?”
I gave it another boot down the track. “Yes”.
Then I looked at her and saw that she didn’t appear to see that I was kicking a live hedgehog down the tramlines. I couldn’t keep it up and started to laugh. “No, it’s not a hedgehog, it’s just a bit of tree root”.
This is how we pass the time, waiting for a tram.








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Q, Have you tried shopping with the myopic partner who has forgotten her glasses? When she asks you to read the price tag, always add a nought. Time passes faster and your load is lighter. Fun.too. Sometimes it’s worth hiding the glasses before you leave the house…….
Regards
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Talking of small roundish animals , how’s Herman doing – not heard much about him recently?
for a moment I thought the reply to “Is it alive?” was going to be “Not any more.”
Well, at least it wasn’t a clump of something else that would have stuck to your boot…
LMAO!
I tend to look at the small and pointless posters and ads stuck next to the tram stops … makes for entertaining reading some times:
http://unexpectedtraveller.wordpress.com/2009/06/18/animal-intelligence/
She was just humouring you, la la la.
Even bits of tree roots have feelings y’know!