There I was with my feet on their table when she said, they’re coming  back now.I said, them? She said, oh, them, you know and all their relatives.Where will they  all sit, I asked nervously as  their chairs were full of boxes of paper for printing my new ebook on.Except you don’t print e books, do you? That’s the whole point.

She told me they always brought their  folding chairs. from the garden And food?I queried anxiously.Don’t worry it’s a Fasting Day today.There you are, that is a good day to ask people round as if Catholic they can  only drink tea and eat bread and if Jewish they can’t have anything at all so it’s economical.That seems very selfish, I replied.Well, they’re always  eating and are obese already.I see, how disgusting I told her thoughtlessly, as she was about 4 stone overweight by her own  reckoning.

Well, there it is.Take it or leave it.The religious and their traditions could fill a book! As if………………The Bible!They’re very sensitive to criticism so I usually use witticisms instead.Very nice, too.

There were ten  full green bottles  and they’re all empty.Their owner will be hopping mad.It’s like their mother’s milk.Except she had no bottles built in.And cigarettes, what are they? I guess Irigay says  it’s  the end of the rule  of the  phallic  domain and  that oral sex  is a relapse into preverbal tonguing and inchoate irreplaceable longings.I don’t find their antics over there bemusing at all but  they’re a source of  laughter when the cat is asleep on my keyboard.