Keith and I were watching Baboons with Bill Bailey on ITV last night. It's an entertaining series and, last night, I was taken by the idea of people, going about their ordinary, everyday lives and also coping with a gang of baboons in the garden just waiting to break into their kitchen and steal any food they could find lying around.
"Paddy would get a bit of a shock if there were a couple of baboons on the garden fence instead of squirrels," I commented. "He'd think twice about charging into the garden to chase them."
Keith's mind was obviously still on the shots of said baboons raiding the kitchen.
"Well, they'd be disappointed if they were looking for food in our kitchen!" he said.
Oooh! Nasty! Especially as he's the one who insisted on stocking up on wall to wall lettuce.
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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If Keith keeps eating salad he will turn into a baboon!
Perhaps it's just as well that he has begun to slip from the diet, then, YP. :)
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