Tuesday 28 June 2011

Brought to Book

While you were trimming your toenails, placing the parings in a matchbox and using it as a quiet and primitive maracas to entertain the mice in your flat, Leon and Clive have opened a small hotel. However, they have failed to master the bookings system and the party of German tourists to whom they had promised rooms arrive to find those rooms already occupied. Leon says “I can only apologise unreservedly” (which doesn’t help matters one bit).

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