Dismal Pillock
Michael Lynagh (62)
Surely some sort of horrifically racist and stereotype-laden Tour Diary in the offing…
Day 1.
Tarquin here Mumsy. The plane safely dotted down in Wangarey today and Bellthorpe of House Eton loudly quipped it was “the first and last successful dot down of the tour.”
A darkly silent hush immediately fell over the entire 68-strong tour party aboard the plane.
All 12 of the tour psychoanalysts started quickly scurrying up and down the aisles, hunched over, breathlessly whispering our self-affirmations back to us, rubbing our shoulders.
Bellthorpe’s lip started quivering and he burst into tears. The unremitting sobbing was really quite distressing.
Anyway, upon disembarking none of us wound up in the pot in Wangers so that’s a plus.
Good-o.
--Tarquin.
ps, Mummy what is this?
Day 1.
Tarquin here Mumsy. The plane safely dotted down in Wangarey today and Bellthorpe of House Eton loudly quipped it was “the first and last successful dot down of the tour.”
A darkly silent hush immediately fell over the entire 68-strong tour party aboard the plane.
All 12 of the tour psychoanalysts started quickly scurrying up and down the aisles, hunched over, breathlessly whispering our self-affirmations back to us, rubbing our shoulders.
Bellthorpe’s lip started quivering and he burst into tears. The unremitting sobbing was really quite distressing.
Anyway, upon disembarking none of us wound up in the pot in Wangers so that’s a plus.
Good-o.
--Tarquin.
ps, Mummy what is this?