Thank goodness I never had to wear a faux-moustache, or lie about my age.
You've gotta love 'im; cheeky bogga!
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Bok. 18. 11. 2010 - 7. 1. 2019
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The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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- Cro Magnon
- I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching). Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!
Nice try kid. I've never worn a fake moustache but...
ReplyDeleteI'd have served him.... he looked old enough to me!
DeleteLove it.
ReplyDeleteMe too.
DeleteThat lad was tall for a nine year old! They must have put horse shit in his boots.
ReplyDeleteSpinach; that's wot does it.
DeleteGlad he wasn't in my class in my teaching days
ReplyDeleteI'd have sent him home to have a shave.
DeleteThat was fun.
ReplyDeleteSilly, but amusing. I've already watched it several times.
DeleteReminds me of being in a Notting Hill pub when an old duffer in a flat cap came in to order his pint. Didn't have to worry about him being old enough to drink, but was curious about the age of the Jack Russell terrier standing on his shoulder who leaned over to share the pint with his master. Didn't card the JRT. Evidently they were regulars. :)
ReplyDeleteMy old friend Jock used to wear his black cat like a scarf; but only at home.
DeleteThanks. I needed a laugh - I've been fencing in the wind today.
ReplyDeleteOur winds have now died-down. We recently had about 3 days of non stop gales. Nasty.
DeleteWonderful post
ReplyDeletereally nice
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