Me ...
Photograph: T.R. Hughes
and the Pirate
went on our hols, all the way to sunny Wales, yes it is sunny in Wales sometimes – for you Yanks, it’s the bump on the left hand side of England. That’s enough explaining for anyone.
On the last day we went exploring in the caves of Dan-yr-Ogof, no I don’t know how to say it, just splutter a bit and you’ll be fine. Don’t try it on the Welsh, they will laugh all the way to Swansea Bay.
It poured with rain, unrelenting I called it but smarty-pants Pirate called it 'persistent', so we queued in the downpour, nearly deafened by the roar and yells of the plastic Dinosaurs.
We stood behind a very soggy mum with child, as the Pirate wondered what the fearsome beasts might be up to.
“I expect it’s the Dinosaur rutting season,” he said loudly, as the soggy Mum gawped at him, and tried to protect her child from piratical language. I waited in case a little voice piped up “What is rutting, Mummy?” No such luck.
Undaunted, we confronted the dangers of Dinosaur land – even a giant Crocodile, didn’t daunt his spirits: never seen anyone about to be chewed up into little pieces, look so happy.
The caves were nicely spooky, and some of the natives…
Photograph: T.R. Hughes
were a little ‘strange’ you know.
Photograph: T.R. Hughes
Remarks that I must be related to some of ‘em, were ignored. If you ask me, the Pirate looked right at home, surprised they didn’t keep him, I am.
I always said he would end up in Hell……
On the way out, I was forced to have me pic taken next to Mr Drip, except that a Pink Blob child was rooted to the spot – so I kidnapped her, this child was never gonna move, no Siree.
Photograph: T.R Hughes
We finished off with a fish lunch – take my advice, go hungry, the fish was older than the Dinosaurs.
Before we took off, gave the museum a cursory look round.
Can’t understand why they let the Pirate out, he would have made a nice addition to this lot.
The Missing Link maybe?
4 comments:
Oo-er. What a creepy place them caves is. Full of rutting thingys an' all. Were there whales in Wales? Them caves look wet enuff for them - the sort of place you could be crept up on by a cat burglar wiv evilly weevily intentions of the rutting variety...
I thought Wales was shut at this time of year...
Well, if any thingies, crept up behind us, I would have reported them! *sniff*
Yes Wales is shut until Easter, that's on the surface you know, we was undergound *kindly nod*
We heard that there was some strange goings on in Wales.
Now we all know.
Can't be too careful when you go to these foreign places. That's what I say.
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