Au revoir
Grandad September 2nd, 2011
The time has come.
All this sitting around doing nothing is very tiring work. I need my break. And I’m taking it.
I honestly don’t know what the story is about the next few weeks. The place I’m staying in is quite luxurious as befits someone of my standing in society, but I don’t know if it has the Interwebby thing. And if it does have the Interwebby thing will it speak English? I don’t fancy having to write everything in French. I just don’t know.
Even if the place does have the Interweb, I may not feel inclined to use it. Can anyone give me just one good reason why I should spend my holidays pandering to you lot?
So I may be gone for a while.
A couple of days?
A couple of weeks?
Who knows?
Au revoir.
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Have a bloody good un!
A bucket of shows, silver plate.
have a grand time and you should write just to make us jealous
Have a great time Grandad.
Just forget about us for a while…..enjoy yourselves.
Watch out Sarkozy! GD’s comin’ at ya!!!!
Once again I say “Bon voyage mon vieux.” I am seriously jealous. Keep that Bonnie Tyler song in your head.
Have a safe journey and a good time.
‘Twould be nice to have the odd missive just to make us jealous.
Au revoir .. Bon voyage .. and I hope for the sakes of the damned Froggies that you manage to find some half-way decent Pipe baccy somewhere …
Sorry, just to let you know – I couldnt read any of your last post – it all seemed to be in French?
Have a good one GD. Lets know where we can get at all the best, cheapest wine, you know the good stuff the French keep for themselves. If you come across Sarkozy, tell him he’s a wanker, for me.
Oh and I forgot to mention; don’t worry about the Manor. I plan on moving in during your absence. Free holiday cottage for me and my three droogs.
I seriously doubt you can resist telling us about your adventures. I think France is nearly as fucked up as Irerland, but what country isn’t? In any case have a great vacation.
Oldspook, Is ‘Irerland’ somewhere in Merica. ‘Cos I’ve never heard of the kip. It must be really bad there if its as fucked up as France.
I just got a picture in my head of GD on the ferry with his e-pipe in his mouth pretending to be Popeye and saying in his thick Irish brogue “Oi yams wot Oi yams” etc.
Let’s see how many comments we can add on here before Grandad comes back
Thanks everyone. I would answer individually but the Interweb here is like sucking treacle through a straw. Anything over a few lines of a message and it goes into a complete meltdown. Meh!
Be kind to The Manor in my absence TT, and don’t go harvesting any of my crop.