Well, it’s been the holidays and so I’ve not been posting. My brain goes to mush when the hoards are around. Anyway, I have a great list of things I want to blog now school’s back and my brain is recovering some rigidity. We’ll see how it goes.
Today’s summer tale is of the Queen and the Joker having a tussle in the back garden of the holiday house we were staying in. They were laughing their heads off and pulling each other’s clothes. The Queen made a particularly vicious-looking grab at the crotch of the Joker’s shorts.
‘What on earth are you doing?’ I asked.
‘Jojo, Mummy.’
‘Jojo?’
‘Yes, jojo, you know, like on the Olympics,’ said the Queen as she successfully threw the Joker to the floor in what I took to be an ippon.
I was just pleased they weren’t practicing escrime instead (amazing what useless new vocabulary you learn when watching French telly).
The Vicar's Wife 
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