The Day Aberystwyth Stood Still is packed full of humour. A typical example.
'I'm applying for the human cannonball, I hear there's a vacancy.' He opened his fist and revealed a crumpled newspaper advert, roughly torn out. 'It's for the election, Ercwleff is looking for ... for ...'
I peered at the advert. 'A surrogate?'
'Yes, I could do that.'
'What happened to the other guy?'
'He hit a wall.'
'Doesn't that put you off?'
'I'm ready for it. Marathon runners get the same problem, don't they? Something to do with carbohydrates. You have to eat spaghetti. I love spaghetti hoops.'
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I must read some more of these delicious mysteries :)
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