Every morning I walk to the boulangerie for our daily bread and croissants. Walking under the old stone archway abutting the church, you spot pigeon crap on the ground. But... there was one spot right in the centre with an absence of guano. This was my route. Clearly there was nothing to perch on above, so safe passage was assured.
Wrong! One of the little buggers was obviously waiting right there for me to come along. Splat!
But they say it’s good luck! Pah! Since when has having to wash my hat unexpectedly been classed as anything but shit luck?
Jamie Clapperton over 4 years ago
:-)))
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
Thanks Jamie. Glad I brought a second cap with me!🙂
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
Well that was lucky Drew! Well done Mr Pigeon... you probably gave Drew something to squawk about in the interview!
Christopher over 4 years ago
Great drabble, Neville. Reminds me of an old joke.
Two guys are walking on the beach and a seagull unloads on one of the guys' heads. They keep walking and finally the second guy says "Should I get some paper?"
The guy that got crapped on said, "Nah, it's probably miles away by now."
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
Mrs H and I like it too Christopher.🙂🙂
Christopher over 4 years ago
Thanks, guys. I've got a million of them stored away. You'd think I used to be a comedian in old time Las Vegas or something.
Christopher over 4 years ago
Oh, and I don't know if it was intentional, but being ignorant of the proper way to pronounce French I read the title as "Bomb bay doors," which even if that's not what you meant it makes perfect sense.
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
Thanks Christopher, I wondered if anyone would twig. ‘Bombe dehors’ in French means ‘bomb outside’, but is pronounced ‘bomb door’ in English.... if that makes any sense? “Watch out below!”
Christopher over 4 years ago
Yeah, I translated it. But "bombe" just on the surface looks like it could be pronounced "bom-bay" so that's why I first pronounced it as "bomb bay doors."