Morning wittering

[venta]

On Tuesday night, as I was driving home, a small bunny shot out of the verge, directly under my wheels. Looking back, I thought I saw it running away... but must concede that it might have been rolling. Last night, a grouse did exactly the same - emerging directly from the hedge to run straight under the car. This time the cloud of feathers erupting in the rear view mirror left even the most optimistic driver in no possible doubt.

In neither case was there anything I could have done. This doesn't stop me feeling rather guilty about it.

And on a lighter note...

Can anyone remember which carton featured an evil professor called something like Yugo A-Go-Go ? The passengers in the Oxford-Tao bus this morning didn't know, and a quick google hasn't provided any evidence I'm not making it up. I'm currently considering that it might have been Bananaman.

Comments

[venta.livejournal.com]

You win a Tw*x, as is customary for all interweb-based quizzes round here. Except, you don't, because beckyc beat you, and you lose it anyway for being smug about cartons.

:p

[kneeshooter]

Timing has never been a strength of mine.