… in a certain W1 dead-end mews on Sunday night.
It really isn’t a good idea to be exchanging several small foil-wrapped packages for a roll of 20s in full view.
‘Cause if you do, the Green Party leafletter who comes around the blind corner and nearly falls over the two of you will have to engage in an elaborate display of semaphoring body language to indicate – YES, I AM VERY CONCERNED WITH DOORS AND I’M REALLY NOT SEEING ANYTHING ELSE GOING ON AROUND ME.
I don’t play charades often enough to need the practice…
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