So we wandered past Dave’s house but he was in bed poorly and couldn’t even be enticed out to play by the offer of free lollipops so off to Coney Island we went. Wandered around the Russian exile part of Brighton Beach (no relation), ate big food which was like donuts the size of a mans head stuffed with cheese and chives, went up on the boardwalk (but not under) then off to Coney island proper for a look-see. Had a go on a shooting game. I’m ace at shooting. Went to the beach for a paddle in the Atlantic and waved in the direction of old Blighty, then off to a real live freak show where people pushed ice picks up their noses, did crazy contortionist stuff and lay in beds of nails. Cool!
Hey pal, how are you getting on with your new American lifestyle? Any shopping yet?
looks like you have a couple of Ewoks on your sofa, or is that just my failing eyesight ?
Ooh – it’s just like watching Friends.
But with less people. And hair.
No….its more like Big Brother!