If There’s A Bustle In Your Heathrow
“Oh bugger,” says wife after we clear security at Heathrow Terminal 4.
“Oh bugger” is generally not what you want to hear from your nearest, if not dearest (and for all intents and purposes, Road Manager) at the point of no return as you start your holiday.
I shoot her a look of curious yet humble admonishment.
“I forgot to bring a watch,” she explains.
“Oh bugger,” I think.
Wife without watch bad. Wife without watch mean husband tell time to wife over and over. This make husband cranky.
My obvious thought is how little money I can spend on a cheap watch for her which will last two weeks so I won’t have to keep telling her the time. Which leads me to thinking that while I may not be the world’s most thoughtful husband, I am extremely punctual.
Tomorrow: Jet lag
April 17th, 2007 at 9:33 am
GIve her yours.
April 17th, 2007 at 10:41 am
Um, my dad’s old 1964 Omega Seamaster? I’ll think about it.
April 17th, 2007 at 11:37 am
Jones. Cliff Jones.
;)
You either buy her a TImex or a Swatch right away or you give up the time whenever she asks;)
April 17th, 2007 at 11:40 am
Come on, a Rolex Oyster Perpetual Lady Datejust at least!
April 17th, 2007 at 11:58 am
Thanks mom. Mine sounds flashy, doesn’t it? Except it was free. The operative word there is “free”.
Ed - true. This is why it’s nice to be home.
April 17th, 2007 at 1:03 pm
Yours is also a collector’s item in high demand, so be careful.
I meant your watch, not your wife. But I bet the same woudl apply to her too.
April 18th, 2007 at 12:38 pm
A £5 casio number would do the trick, it’d even have a little calculator built in so she could work out exchange rates. Providing she’s not too style-conscious, of course.