Midday Palate Cleanser

There will always be a Britain. Even at the piano baa.

(Thank you! I’ll be here all week! Try the rack of lamb! Whoops!)

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7 Responses to Midday Palate Cleanser

  1. Sir Nigel says:

    No, Thank EWE!

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  2. Karla says:

    New Zealand, actually.

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  3. Dimitrios says:

    The way he said, “Go on, darling, I’ve got to play now.” I had to look to see if there was a bottle of Woolite in his coat pocket.

    Also, too, I had to check that this wasn’t that wet pistol from Bristol who vowed to play his piano in the park until his girlfriend took him back, I know he said he gave it up, but I stilI thought perhaps he combined the quest for his lost love with a little light shepherding on the side. You never know!

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  4. purplehead says:

    Wonder why he didn’t play “Sheep May Safely Graze” by JS Baaaach?

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  5. Paul Fredine says:

    looks like they didn’t think it would be as cute if they didn’t throw a little sheepchow on the keyboard to make it look as if they were more interested than they really were.

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