A MESSAGE LIKE A SPELL
Here is a witching hour message.
A witch’s message of the 13th hour is like a spell. It must never be ignored!
Please pay attention!
The capricious Dr Pal is being a bit picky about WHO will take her to dinner.
And she’s getting whimsical about WHERE she will have dinner.
She is going to give you a hard time.
Furthermore, she says she is afraid you might turn her into a skeleton.
What a whopper!
Dr Pal is fearless, for pities sake!
AN ALTERNATIVE DINING PLACE
Anyway, here is a table for two. Just send her an invitation. If you don’t know her address, the GMC will oblige. Sign it Indiana O’Jones from The Emerald Isle. That’ll confuse her.
That should do the trick.
No. My Black Cat. You’re not going. She’ll feed you too much Sheba and you’ll become too fat to chase all the rats that are following the Pied Piper into the polyclinics.
Incidentally, Sir Liam, will you tell that government of yours about the fickleness of women doctors.Tell them not to imagine for a moment that they will behave predictably.
Don’t forget to pop into Thornton’s on the way.
a red apple ……………………
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