I'm back, and I have brought a lot of material with me. I have smuggler's tales to tell, and I hope to do a job worthy of Russell Thorndyke.
Here's H.I. standing in front of one of the very few rounded stones of West Cornwall - more about this later.
An English, Panama hat and an American pair of RayBan sunglasses - the best in the world. What a combination.
ReplyDeleteits nice to have you ( and the waspish tongue) back
ReplyDeleteMy husband, who reads your blog {he does not comment on mine either} just asked where you have been. How slowly you have revealed yourself. Great picture of you.
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to be back, John - thanks. I have just been enjoying your beer-bottle rendition.
ReplyDeleteSt. Ives, Olive's husband. I usually reveal myself a little quicker than this, but it gets struck off by small-minded people pressing the "report abuse" button. All will be revealed.
Oh my! I am enthralled. I want to go down to the sea again......
ReplyDeleteCorrection, I must go down to the sea again......
ReplyDeleteI used to know this poem by heart, but age does tatter the memory.
Does it end in ..."I left my shoes and socks there - I wonder if they're dry", Starting?
ReplyDeleteWelcome home. I've missed you.
ReplyDeleteMy favourite Milligan.....
ReplyDeleteWecome back Tom. In my new little pic I'm also wearing RayBans. (see left)
That's WELCOME, but without the L.
ReplyDeleteVery nice.
ReplyDeleteI've missed you too, Judith.
ReplyDeleteYes, we all come back in the end Cro. Your RayBans look like 'Wayfarers' like mine - the favourite shades for the older gentleman, it seems. I hate those wrap-around things that make one look like an obese insect. In our youth, I think the RayBans everyone went for were the original WW2 Aviators - they now sell for an absolute fortune as collector's items. I have my father's WW2 RAF sunglasses from when he was in Bomber Command.
So you're back. It's not like I've missed you. Or anything.
ReplyDeleteTake my handkerchief, Iris - there there, I'm back now. Hush. (inappropriate fumbling going on under summer frock...)
ReplyDeleteAppalled!
ReplyDelete(fumbling hastily terminated, then he understands that the objection is just for show, so carries on with undignified gusto, until receiving a hard swipe round the chops)
ReplyDeleteOW! WHY DID YOU DO THAT????
Forget the hat and specs, Tom, I hope that you didn't just fiddle about on the shoreline but got into that irresistible water!
ReplyDeleteOoh, and welcome home. It's seemed rather quiet without you.
ReplyDeleteOnly just found your comments, Cher - no I didn't - too cold and I can't swim.
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