Pub News.
It's been a strange day. Dad went up to Wigan (NW England) for my youngest cousins wedding. I didn't go for personal reasons that she understands. A good family friend took me to the pub. The Poacher and Bush came in, Trigger arrived later.
Di, our gorgeous landlady told me to mind where my wheels went as there was a baby toad under the seat near where I sit.
I said to her that she ought to get the baby toad and put it outside otherwise it would die to death.
"I tried to tempt it out with a lettuce leaf,but it didn't seem interested".
So, we have vegetarian toads now!!
Sharon, the ever so nice barmaid was on good form, as usual. She is, by her own admission, a buxom lass and Bush was being his usual ebullient self.
"You three are looking very nice today." he said.
"F*ck off Bush!" came the reply. Trigger giggled....."And you".
I love this pub!!
6 comments:
First!!
Toads - omg, next you have weasels partying
Ribbit! Ribbit! Ribbit!
Why would toads be afraid of wheels - he has a very nice car...
Oh gosh a real toad. Discount my comment on Keith's.
Why didn't anyone pick it up and put it outside then?
'Cos they are scaredy cats:)
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