Charlie’s fiendish foray into bad poetry writing lost me a few followers. Oh dear. I am so sorry! :-)
So today, let’s talk names bloggie friends!
I nearly trip over this little boy who decided it was fun to sit on a step in the middle of a moving escalator.
His name? Erasmus - as in “Get off that step, Erasmus, I mean it!” from his mum.
Erasmus! How unusual is that name?
Next, I’m taking down a phone message for my boss. The guy on the other line tells me his name.
“It’s Scott,” he says, “with a double tee then Sherman, as in the tank. Scott Sherman.”
Gerrit? Sherman Tank??
Charlie says: It is time to get out and write more bad poetry.
Happy Tuesday, everyone!