Random
I woke up laughing this morning. I can't remember what I was dreaming about, but I'm pretty sure John Barrowman was involved.
Weird.
And I just had a bizarre conversation with my mother.
Mother: It escaped.
Me: What escaped?
Mother: In Longleat.
Me: What escaped?
Mother: The lion.
Me: There's an escaped lion in Longleat?
Mother: They caught it.
Me: Oh, that's good.
Mother: But it was paper.
Me: Huh?
Mother: It was cardboard.
Me: ...
Mother: But they caught it properly.
Me: They caught an escaped cardboard lion?
Mother: Yes. It was a screwdriver.
Me: ...
Mother: You know.
Me: Oh, you mean a drill.
Mother: That's what I said.
Time for bed...
Weird.
And I just had a bizarre conversation with my mother.
Mother: It escaped.
Me: What escaped?
Mother: In Longleat.
Me: What escaped?
Mother: The lion.
Me: There's an escaped lion in Longleat?
Mother: They caught it.
Me: Oh, that's good.
Mother: But it was paper.
Me: Huh?
Mother: It was cardboard.
Me: ...
Mother: But they caught it properly.
Me: They caught an escaped cardboard lion?
Mother: Yes. It was a screwdriver.
Me: ...
Mother: You know.
Me: Oh, you mean a drill.
Mother: That's what I said.
Time for bed...