Bats and Beer Trays
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Bats and Beer Trays

Fwwwiipp!!!! The bat swoops clumsily over his head and flaps its’ way to the far side of the room.

Deal with the flapping nuisance in the morning.

Lorraine leaps from the bed and dives for the door, with a speed and agility usually seen only in top athletes and performing dolphins.

Our hero has a plan and is armed. He does however, cut a strange figure, standing stark naked in the middle of the room, beach-bag hanging gaping from one hand and beer tray at the ready in the other.

“Poor little b@gger.” Our hero thinks. “He probably told the wife he was only nipping out for a quick moth with the lads.” Continue reading