Hats The Way To Do It
What with my slip-up by the pool and my poor navigation skills, my loving family have had much fun at my expense these past couple of weeks. Well, that´s what Dads are for, I suppose. The expense, I mean. Still, I´ve been trying to keep us within our holiday budget by limiting the number of visits to expensive restuarants and cheap burger bars. As far as I´m concerned Ebenzeezer Scooge had a bad Press.
"Just think how nice it would be, " I told the Zedettes, "if we were to have our evening meals on the balcony of our rented villa."
Having seduced them with this romatic notion I then nipped round to the wee supermarket to scoop up as many bargains as I could see. If you go in late then all the bakery stuff is half-price. Truth be told, I´ve become something of a regular in that wee shop...so much so that the checkout girl - Angela - even gave me a free hat. A lovely yellow affair, it is, with the brand name Netto emblazoned across the front.
This inspired much giggling from the Zedettes until I told them that I would be bringing the hat home with me and wearing it at the next school parents´night.
Ahhh...silence at last!
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