Nothing but a tiny slug

28/11/05

This morning Theresa asked me “Is Israel in South-West Asia?”
Last night Kate goes to me and Jess, “Let’s play a game; come over here.” The game was (you sit down): You have to slap your legs twice then clap your hands twice and keep on doing that to the beat while saying a phrase. Each of us was called a something duck. Kate was a “tiny duck”. Jess was a “star duck”. I was called a “fat duck” (we named ourselves). So if it was my turn, I would have to say my name then someone else’s name. So if I wanted to say Kate’s name, the phrase would be “Fat duck, fat duck, nothing but a tiny duck.” Then Kate would say her phrase.
So it came to my turn and I said quite confidently with my words accidently jumbled, “Fat duck, fat duck, nothing but a tiny slug.”
Jess and Kate burst out laughing.