We'd been driving along for a while in silence. This isn't unusual. On these longer trips, my mind tends to dwell on some of the more philosophical aspects of life:
"Oooh, look at the sheeps. Hello, sheeps! Tee hee."
"Mmmm...pretty birdy."
"I wonder what we'll have for lunch."
"I'd better wriggle around; my bum's gone numb."
As fascinating as my own company is, I thought I'd better find out what had been going through Grumpy's amazing brain and see if we could get the conversational ball rolling.
"What have you been thinking about, my sweet?"
"I've been brooding about why Australia isn't a republic."
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"Yes, but have you seen all those cute sheep?!"
Grumpy's version here.
3 comments:
Sheeps... sheeps, I'm suer K. will have something to say about your use of that plural for our Ovine friends
One hopes that k. can leave a tender moment alone.
as if!
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