"Mum, you have such a childish sense of humour," Sapphire said, as we sat on the bus on our way to Vianden castle in Luxembourg.
"Yeah, well," I sniffed, "Who was it I heard playing IN MY PANTS*** the other night with her buddies on Skype, mmmmmm?"
She's right though. When sitting here with a coffee, some chocolate and waiting for the holiday snaps to finish downloading, I realise that when the camera was in my hands, the photos seem less scenic and more, well, silly.
Admittedly, even Sapphire laughed at these chocolate bars:
And it was she who spotted the name of this cafe:
....not that we noticed anyone having a hilarious episode in there; just two old ladies having a coffee with their pomerians squabbling at their feet.
We found out later that this guy is a writer of some note. "Poor bloke, to have that as your name," said Sapphire in sympathy.
"I am NOT going to these places to eat. Ever." Like her grandfather, my daughter is a stickler for good grammar, punctuation and spelling.
Where is Wally? Or Walter, as he's known here.
This landlord might need to work on his marketing skills. After his renovations are done of course.
This one puzzled us all. Apart from a nest full of baby birds, who on earth wants second hand food?
The bus was rounding the corner as I snapped this. "Hurry up Mum! Oh for goodness' sake, it's not that funny."
Me: "Tee Hee Ruder Wee!"
She issued a loud, overly-dramatic sigh of exhausted patience. "And you wonder why I want you to stay in the car with the windows up when you drop me off at school."
**** How to play 'In my pants'. Just add those magical three words at the end of pretty well every sentence for cheap laughs.
For example: ""It's been an amazing year," said Adele as she received the female artist statuette from Kylie Minogue.
...can be changed to "It's been an amazing year - in my pants"
I never said it was a mature or insightful or intellectual game!