We're off to England at the end of the week to chillax with our pal Creelea and her beau Tony at an ancient country estate. I am mildly concerned with promotional comments urging tenants to beware low door-jambs and ceiling beams due to the diminutive nature of Tudor-era Englishfolk, but whateves- hopefully it won't be raining and I can hang out in the garden.
The Wife put Fuss to the question last night, and this is how it went.
Wife: Do you want to go to England?
Fuss: NO.
Wife: Do you want to visit Creelea?
Fuss: NO.
Wife: *stares for a while*
Fuss: .....Tony? (big smile)
Wife: laughs
He's a funny boy.
That sounds way cool! But watch out for your noggin! Bon voyage.
ReplyDelete