Neil just walked up to my open office door, held a cycling glove out, then lightly slapped himself on the cheek.
“I challenge myself to a duel!”
Mmmhmm. All mine.
He’s not even senile yet. 😉
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I suspect that the meeting with Rolf didn’t help …… hang on in there …….
BTW, I feel that I should point out that I’m not actually a lady in case there’s any confusion ……
I suspect Neil’s been hanging out with Daddy P., although I’m not really sure who’s influencing whom. 🙂
Sorry Mom, it’s a British thing ……… we like to make ourselves laugh …….. I wonder who won the duel? ……. my money’s on the glove ….