If Peter doesn't show up soon, I am going to start singing "Waltzing Matilda" at the top of my lungs......
"Waltzing Matilda......WALTZING MATILDA......You'll come a'waltzing Matilda with meeeeeee........"
very loud
very off-key
and, even worse for Peter, IN AMERICAN ENGLISH!!
Move over Cathleen, WALTZING MATILDA..... heehee.......wow we are off key lol
Peter, Peter where fore art thou O Peter..... heehee
whispering....we miss you
In stereo no less heehee
Okay Okay Okay just stop that singin I hear ya. You really miss me huh huh Cathleen DM and Alley, common say it again!?! Seriously though I work (okay Cathleen I should have put employed) long hours and trying to home school etc etc time, days and months get away from me.
One day during a game on the golf course I accidentally overturned my golf cart.
Alley, a very attractive and keen golfer who lives in a villa on the golf course, heard the noise and called out, “Are you okay?"
"I’m fine thanks," I replied. “My name’s Peter,” I said introducing myself.
"Peter, forget your troubles. Come to my villa, rest a while and I'll help you get the cart up later,” she suggested.
"That's mighty nice of you," I answered “but I don't think Cathleen would like it."
"Oh, come on," Alley insisted. She was very pretty and very persuasive.
"Well okay," I finally agreed and added "but Cathleen won't like it."
After a restorative brandy, she insisted that I stay for dinner. Afterwards, I thanked my hostess for the
exquisite spread she had laid out for me.
"I feel a lot better now but I know Cathleen is going to be really upset."
"Don't be silly!” Alley replied with a smile, “She won't know a thing. Where is she, anyway?"
"Under the cart!" I said...
Isn't there some ancient Chinese saying about being careful what you wish for? ;-D
Ok, Ok, I will stop singing now.....can you please get this golf cart off me? Pretty please?
(Welcome back, Peter. We have missed you ) ;-D
Notice that Peter said that he was "employed" .......not that he actually "works." ;-) Let's hope that it is something other than as a golf cart driver. Maybe he was driving the darn thing on the wrong side of the pathway (on the fairway) ---
----or MAYBE he "staged" it as an "accident." I wondered why he wanted me to lean over on that side......
Peter's job, prior to being a motorized rickshaw driver and sometime golf course caddy, was as a night watchman for a factory. One day he came into his boss's office in a more agitated state than is normal for our Peter.
"Oh, this is terrible!" he burst out to his boss (DM). "Last night I had a terrible dream. There was a bomb under your desk and it went off! You must be careful!"
DM thanked him very kindly for his concern, but then said, "I'm afraid we will have to let you go."
Why was Peter sacked?
Remember: he said that "Last Night I had a terrible dream....." He was a NIGHT watchman......
Dozing off again, eh Peter? Too much of that brandy after that "accident!" ;-D
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