Big fish slapping contest
I could become a happy slapper a pastime that I once thought was abhorrent. But alas it has a good use in these circumstances.
Anywho! I was scoffing on the Paseo in Los Boliches the other night and a quartet sitting at a nearby table asked “Do you live here?”
“Not in the bar no!” I jest. Another slap with a large wet fish please. Ahhhhhhh!
The greenhorns then got into full swing. “We have just been to a presentation at Tossa la Costa today and we have bought two weeks worth of points on the TCI club each. We love it here, we are celebrating with a meal here tonight.”
“How nice! How much was that a week? I asked them.”
“15000€. You should see the other places in the world we can go to.”
“Duck me! Have you got the video set up on the iPhone dear?” I asked my wife.
“We won a bottle of red wine and they gave us a free breakfast as well.” They were very happy.
Pass me the big wet haddock from the carrier bag please. Slappy!………… Slap!…………….Slap!
As sure as night follows day credit crunch and all. They flock to the cliffs edge and over they go. Wheeeeee!