This post is the result of three overtired ‘adults’ in a car on a road trip from Devon to London and our attempts at entertaining ourselves. The ‘adults’ in question are; Mrs. London, one of Mr. London’s little brothers (I don’t have a name for him yet) and me. Mommy London was doing the driving and The Husband and Mr. London were driving in another car along side of us (when they weren’t being bumders and speeding on ahead).
We found a wee stuffed animal and named him Horatio. I think Horatio is a mole but I’m not 100% sure, either way he looks pretty darn distinguished in his makeshift monocle. Don’t tell me you’ve never seen a mole in a monocle before! Horatio kept us entertained for most of the way, he even read gossip magazines with us.
That particular article Horatio is enjoying is about a woman who weighs 742lbs and how apparently she makes over $75,000 a year because of it. (I weigh a fifth of what she does… if anyone wants to pay me $15,000 a year, that would be great, thanks.)
After awhile Horatio got bored with the gossip rags and hopped over onto Mr. London’s little brother to listen to him play the tambourine. Don’t tell me you’ve never played the tambourine in a car before!
We pulled up alongside Mr. London and The Husband and I guess they were trying to entertain themselves as well, because Mr. London was pretending his McDonald’s cup was a telephone (clearly, we’re all a little nuts).
And when we weren’t playing with monocle sporting moles, tambourines and trash from McDonald’s, we stared outside at the scenery, which was a good thing, because if we hadn’t have been, we just might have missed this…