Friday, December 28, 2007

I must stop asking myself questions. I really must. Today for example, after cleaning out Merriol's shed I found myself stuffing couple of grubby cushions, filled with those little white polystyrene beanbaggy ball things, into the washing machine. As I pushed them in I heard myself saying, "I wonder what would happen if one of these things burst while it was inside here?"

When will I ever learn? I mean when? Needless to say (but I'll say it anyway) Murphy, Finagle, God, or whoever is in charge of these things let me find out.

The answer to the question is that you end up hoovering the inside of your washing machine. Which is, I think, one of the weirder things I have done this week.

Another short scene from the screenplay of my life:

Int. Kitchen - Day.

Merriol has become fed up with being subtle about wanting to get me out of the house for some Christmas-related, secret wrapping reason known only to herself.


Look... Why don't you just go
out for a bit?


No. It's wet.

Merriol looks out the kitchen window at the sun shining on the surrounding hills from a cloudlessly clear blue sky.


No it isn't!


Yes it is. Two thirds of the planet
is covered in water - take a running
jump at random and you stand a two
in three chance of drowning. I'm not
going out there - it's dangerous.

I hate you.


1 comment:

Phoebe said...

OMG. Despite your different nationality and everything, you and Tyler can still be EXACTLY alike.

You know, it's clever and cute from a 5 year old boy. What I find extremely disconcerting is when you guys turn into that 5 year old while wearing your big hairy man bodies. It's still clever (in retrospect).

But very very disconcerting.

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