snow-stranded faerie tales
At the Elephant Hotel, Pangbourne, the guests stranded by the suddent, unexpected, snowfall share stories of how they came to be at this hotel
Formerly Handsome Other Guest (FHOG): (slurred) I wanted to bring the truck out tonight, but my wife wanted to come in the Merc
wendy: (snigger)
FHOG: So we came in the Merc because I always have to do what she says (slurred with a venemous undertone)
FHOG: but she’s admitted she was wrong this time, for the first time in 10 years marriage she’s admitted she was wrong (triumphant venemous overtones with a hint of over-exaggeration. Yuck)
wendy: I drove my little Honda civic automatic up the Cascade moutains in Western Washington to a ski resort during a snow storm. But then, my alternative was a bicycle not a truck
FHOG: this is my mother….
Reminder to self – a black polo-neck jumper, stylish set of spectacles and slim build do not predict good-heartedness. Sometimes I’m such a slow learner.
December 24th, 2009
Slow is good especially on black ice.
Have a wonderful Christmas Wendy!
SXXX
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December 24th, 2009
It’s better to live in hope for the goodness in others even if it doesn’t always turn out the way you would like. Merry Christmas!
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December 24th, 2009
The black polo-neck jumper should have been the warning. They’ve all been appropriated by people who want to be film baddies.
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