"Are they in yet?" she shouts.
"No, love!" shouts back Lippy.
"I'm 79!" shouts the lady.
"You're looking good on it," shouts back Lippy.
I'm baffled.
"Do you know," says Lippy, "I've known Mrs. Uttercliffe for fifteen years and all that time she's been 79. According to her date of birth she's 72. Bless her."
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I've been stuck masel on 69 for ages, but that's a mouthful for perhaps another time.
Perhaps that's her bust measurement (in centimeters) and she mistook the place for a branch of Dorothy Perkins.
#We tend to lose count after a while.
Jimmy: ah, you scamp!
Gadjo: you've met Lippy then?
Pat: (-:
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