The opening of the Commonwealth Games is on the telly at the moment. The thought occurs: is it not rather sadistic to force an elderly couple to leave their home (or homes) in the UK and force them to travel to the other side of the world in order to sit (with horror of horrors a bunch of Australians) in a sports stadium for hours on end, watching an endless parade of Commonwealth cyclists, badminton players and the like, when I am sure that they would rather be at home having breakfast out of the tupperware? Could Charlie not have relinquished his plants for once and stood in for his mum?
Oh, oh - it looks as if Phil the Greek has nodded off.
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