The widow of Llanfairpg offers solace.
Dear Mrs Hollande, she
writes, you too, dear? Another victim of men's lustings. I honestly
don't know what the solution is apart from putting bromley in their
cocoa. Try not to fret, dear, one day you'll be a widow like me and
then it won't seem so bad.
Yours solidarily
Blodwen Trellis, Mrs,
widow. retd.
1 comment:
Mrs Trellis has reminded me of one of the best lines in Dad's Army.
Corporal Jones - "Mr. Frazer, do you remember the name of that stuff they used to put in our tea in the First World War to keep our minds off women?"
Private Frazer "Aye. It was called Bromide. Why d'ye ask ?"
Corporal Jones "Well, 'cause I think it's starting to work."
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