Sharon brought a little soft toy, Wally the wombat, to take photos of to send back to her class. While setting it up for a photo in front of Sacre Couer, the church in Montmatre, a large Spanish family started laughing and pointed at our furry friend, and the father pulled out his white Spanish rat and placed it next to ours. They cuddled momentarily, the wombat and the rat, then the white lady was overwhelmed and fell over. Wal’s a lady killer! (see the photo)
“The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.” – Samuel Johnson
Hey you two I showed this to some people at work and this is what they come up with for your Wally meets a Spanish lady.
Hah! This is really funny!
You could start the story with….”one day whilst minding his own business when visiting Paris, Wally stopped by the steps of Montmartre, when a wayward (and rather inebriated) mouse sidled up next to him, and started a spiel about losing his wallet whilst travelling thru the Chunnel on the Intercontinental…”
Keep the thread rolling…..