I am writing this blog post, while riding the bus home.
Why? Because I can and it passes the time!
Beats looking out of the window. Not an exciting view!
Traffic lights, people, shops, houses, and there seems to be roadworks everywhere!
This particular one is the gas company, but if it’s not them, it’s the water or electricity lot instead.
Still, in a few minutes, I’ll be home and have a bottle of beer and my dinner.
To the first mother, Mary, he said, ‘You are obsessed with eating. You’ve even named your daughter Candy.’
At this point, the fourth Mother, Kathy, quietly got up,took her little boy by the hand and whispered, ‘Come on, Dick, this guy has no idea what he’s talking about. Lets pick up Peter and Willy from school and go get dinner.’