Saturday, 16 August 2014

What a night

Same venue – the landlord once tried to throw us out because we had turned off the disco music; it was me and I was just trying turn it down.  This particular night we ended up dancing on the lawn with the DJ.

They need us their profits go up.

I told the story of Elvis trying to get in the bath, I screamed and Elvis cried – this went on to stories of cats; I loved the one about the cat with a magnetic collar and knife and fork attachments.

There was more but I cannot tell you everything today.

 

 

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