Couldn’t open my car door this morning. Blew into the lock to try and free it of ice and nearly ended up going to work on the bus with a Volvo stuck to my lips. Went back to the caravan, brought the dregs of my morning tea out and sloshed it over the lock, which freed it admirably.
The Chairman’s interminable round of Christmas parties, gallery openings, PR launches, film premieres and road range incidents start today; however, such is the lot of an international star like myself – jet-setting to Birkenhead, Dover, Salisbury and Hayle.
Got our works Christmas lunch at the Boar’s Head in Aust today– just under the start of the old Severn bridge on the M48 (the civilised side). Sounds idyllic, doesn’t it? If the reviews are anything to go by then it should be a good venue. I don’t expect to return to the office till Monday – if then.
10 comments:
'...with a Volvo stuck to my lips.'
Loved this image, but prefer to kiss warm blooded beings, personally...
Jinksy: Warm-blooded beings are fine, but for the real deal you need a Volvo.
I wonder how much it would cost to take a volvo on the bus? Probably best not to find out.
Kabbalah: The secret is to pop it in your mouth as you board the bus and then you don't have to tell the conductor. A bit sneaky I know, but save you a bundle.
I used to always pronounce 'Volvo' incorrectly. You know where this comment is going, don't you?
Sx
"A good cup of tea unlocks many a door" as my Auntie Doris used to say.
Scarlet: They pronounce it that way here as a matter of course (Bristolian).
Aslan: True!
The Boars Head, Aust.... awesome place.. used to be my local 30 years ago..
Phil
whats your plans for christmas?
Phil: Is that you? Going to Cornwall on the 26th, via Salisbury to collect No.1 son. Need the caravan?
Your social calendar is making my head spin.
Well, at least the 2nd paragraph made me laugh :))
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