Tuesday, 14 March 2006

On a personal note

Earlier this month a gang broke into my house. They had slipped through the unlocked front door and then suddenly burst violently into the room where I was quietly surfing. Though profoundly shaken, I had the presence of mind to grab the camera that happened to be on my desk and got them bang to rights just as they finished bawling Happy Birthday to You.

Daughter-in-law, son, daughter, grand-daughter, daughter, grand-daughter

I was then presented with a comic book containing a story about a mission carried out by a special agent bearing a strong physical resemblance to me. Though largely fictitious, it is to some extent realistic, for in a very high proportion of the 174 photos it contains, taken over a period of fifty years, the only action involved is either eating or drinking.

4 comments:

Minerva said...

What an amazing present Tony...

And it made me LAUGH...
Foie gras anyone?
Happy, happy birthday..

Tony said...

Thank you! The book was full of family in-jokes, of course. For example, some years ago I signed a business letter very quickly, with the result that the reply was addressed to Mr Tong Bovis, which isn't quite my name but has been much admired...

PerfectlyVocal said...

I like Tong Bovis! Reminds me of a spell check I did on a letter to a friend - she lives in Loveclough, and it was corrected to Loincloth. Many Happy returns Tony :-)

Anonymous said...

Yes, that group of hooligans jumping in on you Dad were there because you are a great Dad....and just between you and me (your youngest daughter) it was a pleasure to see you cry with laughter. PS Hope you have saved me some foie gras?

Chantal x