"Just Popping To The Shops... Be Back In Ten."
Discussion
A couple of months back, on a nice sunny day, my dad pops his head round the door and asks "Do I fancy coming down to Tesco?"
I clock the Elise keys in his hand, the sunglasses in the other and the smile...
3 hours later, we returned, having forgotten the milk we popped out for in the first place :P
Great drive though
I clock the Elise keys in his hand, the sunglasses in the other and the smile...
3 hours later, we returned, having forgotten the milk we popped out for in the first place :P
Great drive though
Ah yes, I got a roasting for this on saturday. The night in was my idea - my gf quite fancied going out. However she relented and I duly nipped out to Blockbuster...where I bumped into some mates...who suggested a few swift ones...which I naturally refused. Later that same evening I get the "Where the hell have you gone" phone call from the gf. Cue mirth from my mates and a lump in the throat for me.
I still can't work out how I ended up in the pub. I reckon it was one of those "Look into my eyes, not around the eyes" numbers.
I still can't work out how I ended up in the pub. I reckon it was one of those "Look into my eyes, not around the eyes" numbers.
lotuslad said:
Ah yes, I got a roasting for this on saturday. The night in was my idea - my gf quite fancied going out. However she relented and I duly nipped out to Blockbuster...where I bumped into some mates...who suggested a few swift ones...which I naturally refused. Later that same evening I get the "Where the hell have you gone" phone call from the gf. Cue mirth from my mates and a lump in the throat for me.
I still can't work out how I ended up in the pub. I reckon it was one of those "Look into my eyes, not around the eyes" numbers.
Inexcusable lotuslad - You could have at least sent her a text saying 'will be back later - in the pub'! At least she wouldn't be thinking you were lying dead somewhere - or worse! I think you probably have some major sucking up to do 
sparkythecat said:
A good many years ago we were in the local social club one wet and windy night when someone pointed out that 'Big Ron' the local hardman was stood at the bar wearing his carpet slippers.
His explanation - " I told the missus I was going out to get a shovel of coal"
Reminds me of that rock star (Bill Wyman?) who nipped out for a paper and returned home three weeks later. I thought that was a classic.
After visiting my mother, she asked if I could pop down to the shops to get her some cigerettes in her car.
Near by is a drag strip, thought I would pop down to see if anything was going on on a Sunday, a few hours later one returns with a smile.
On her birthday she then opened a card with pictures of her car on the start line, leaving the start line going down a quarter mile and through the gate to display the time, it was not a good time but well worth it to see the look on her face, she still cannot bellieve it.
Near by is a drag strip, thought I would pop down to see if anything was going on on a Sunday, a few hours later one returns with a smile.
On her birthday she then opened a card with pictures of her car on the start line, leaving the start line going down a quarter mile and through the gate to display the time, it was not a good time but well worth it to see the look on her face, she still cannot bellieve it.
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