Some invitations are more welcome than others.
One lump or two?
Some of these may be familiar.
* Just step forward sir and raise your arms out either side…
* Come in to my parlour said the spider to the fly…
* Would you like to make a contribution?
I cordially invite you to visit the other members of the Loose Bloggers Consortium, whose dissertations on invitations will be much more erudite than mine. You’ll find their links by scrolling down the right hand column.
You’re also invited to download my ebook, The Obituarist, now available via Amazon as well as Smashwords and elsewhere.
Any invitations that mention pants, knickers, or what you wear under your pants (if you’re from the USA) – should be treated with caution. Or glee. Depends…
Blackwatertown 
Oh my gosh, the baby hedgehogs are ADORABLE!
I know. I could have written anything and all that gets through is AWWW BABY HEDGEHOGS!
Paul, that’s why – despite the saying and old hands’ advice – it does pay to work with animals and young children. You’ll get away with murder.
U
Hmm… now there’s the germ of an idea.
That guy looks like his party piece is the birdy song!
And….. AWWW BABY HEDGEHOGS! 馃槈
That alone would be grounds for barring him from the country.
Naturally I study the art of all kinds of cartoonist and could never be as sophisticated in drawing as these guys. But I suppose if I can evoke a chuckle with my simple stuff that is art that is adequate. Sometimes the caption makes it work or sometimes the sketch.
You specialise in impact. And cuteness.
Hi,
Loved the cartoons, and I do think it is getting that ridiculous when travelling, but I had a good laugh, and I loved the photos of the hedgehogs as well. 馃榾
Thank you for visiting and liking my post.
Check out magsx2 for cute Aussie stories.
love the hedgehogs!
The babies – kittens – are much softer than you’d expect for such prickly customers.
As the Angel once brought to my attention: Tact is the art of making your guests feel at home – when that is where you wish they were.
U
The hedgehogs win, thumbs down. Granddaughter Brittany looooves them, had to send a copy to my pictures for her.
Blessings – Maxi
Hello to Brittany.
I regret that due to prior commitments, I am not in a position to accept your kind invitation to go through your welcoming processes.
Miss Otis regrets…
Fabulous. She has got it just right.
Goodness, yes, with the latest scare about the new underpants bomber, surely we’ll all have to remove our underpants for inspection in future? I mean, you can’t be too careful, can you?
Only a matter of time. But it’ll be fine. We’re all already wearing clean undies in case we get hit by a bus.
Do you want to bet?
Not that old excuse…
Honest, they were pristine until I realised that bus was about to batter me.
I Declare! The Joy Of Flight!
A good reason to fly London-Belfast rather than Dublin.
In the Southern US, we call those things unmentionables. 馃檪
Great of Fiona to introduce me to your blog, Paul.
Thanks for dropping by.
Wonder what anyone else calls them?
Smalls?
Kecks?
Undies?
Anybody?
Never heard them called ‘Anybody’ before!!! 馃槅 I’ll get my hat……
Ha ha – boom tish!
Oh gosh! You’ve lost me completely…
Funny! Aww. Hedgehogs.
Weird – you refer to them as hedgehogs. Kinky.
Oh wait.. The photo. Sorry.
I shall not come to London to see you, so there! I refuse to take off my shoes, can’t put them on easily again:(
Just back from trips where my hands went sore trying to pack, unpack, take out laptops and fit them back into bags and running around claiming baggage and carry-on pieces.
Stick to sandals and sari and you’ll be fine and flexible.