2 Men Talking

I don’t know if you’ll remember me, what with your memory span not being so hot! 9 millimeters, pretty impressive! I’m glad to hear you’re not shy to put it to good use. I think I know someone with similar proportions that has a loyal dog, always waiting in arrivals to greet him when he lands in Malta.

The Pork dish, last night was a triumph so it must be Chicken this evening, as I’m driving to Holland and back on Saturday (now I think of it, that’s probably old news)! So you’ll want to hear about the time I was in the family home with my girlfriend. Mum and Dad invited us to go out with them for the day. We declined thier offer and they left us alone in the house. What to do! Hours later I was in bed sitting upright whilst my female companion was entertaining me beneath the covers. I heard the front door open as my parents returned home early. Although my mother would always tap on my bedroom door before entering, I turned the transistor radio on as a way of informing them where I was.  My mother’s response was, silly Hugo, he’s left his radio on in his room, I’ll go and turn it off! She entered the room to the sight of her teenage son sitting behind a large tent in the bed covers with his eyes rolled back and a big grin! On hearing the bedroom door open, my guest said ” Who the fuck’s that? and emerged from beneath the covers with a very sticky face! Conversation between my mother and dinner guest was a little muted that evening. Happy days!