So, last night I'm settling down to watch a movie and Joy says "Hey, let's go eat next door." Well, I'd had a snack and wasn't feeing hungry so I declined. She said, "no wollies. I'll go. Where's the camera?
"Good" thinks I, peace and quiet, a movie I haven't seen before and maybe some photos of people eating rice. I now wish I'd gone.
This little lad loves his pet snake.
Really likes it. He calls it Cyril. (OK I made that up)
Really really likes it.
But sometimes relationships can go wrong
Children, plastic bags and snakes = trouble for someone
In this case, Cyrill.
Cyrill, having departed this world of fun will be laid to rest
He weighed 20 kilos
All neat and tidy
But hey, it's supper time.
And on he goes
Dad's cooking tonight
Bit by bit
Dad gets bored, or hungry, chucks it all on
And that's your lot. At this point the camera was switched off and every one sat down to supper.
Bon Appetit.