Sunday, 21 October 2012

My pockets are for tissues #1

Dear Frances,

I am writing this letter of complaint because you keep leaving things in my pockets.

At first it was a joke like the time I lost my swimming costume and you hung it from the diving board, or the time I was doing practice swims and you replaced the chlorine with iodine, or the time you made your dog a costume using the skin of my cat.

But now you are putting things in my pockets. I need my pockets for important things like keys and housing forms and tissues and I know tissues are not important but this whole thing raises crucial hygiene issues.

This morning I found in my pockets a bad biro drawing of Philip Schofield with the old black hair he doesn’t have any more.

Please consider this as a cease and desist.

Yours sincerely,

Elizabeth Tent

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