The City Slicker



This tale will oft time be told with a snicker, of the visiting city slicker who failed to heed advice, re crossing country roads after a month of flooding rain.

The nightly news foretold that those who took chances considered bold, by attempting to drive, swim or row through flowing waters, may soon witness their ego on the wane.

In apprehension he shuddered when on observing saw the road ahead was flooded, surely they wouldn’t have to turn around and head three hundred k’s back home again.

When a woman driver full sass, just chasséd through the shimmering mass, this naturally he construed to read, it’s only a wet country road not the river Seine.

Didn’t want to appear silly and follow past warnings scattered willy-nilly, as obviously others forge ahead from updates he had as yet to ascertain.

With no experienced preparation suddenly causing heart thumping trepidation, the choice to follow the example of a local proved somewhat in vain.

Didn’t even make it halfway to the other side when the car sputtered, gurgled and died, implanting the hapless embarrassed travelers in a negative domain.

Trapped, feeling like a galoot when a red bearded bushy in his Ute arrived, calling hang on a minute mate I’ll back up and give you a tow, I’ve a heavy chain.

Alighting from the cabin door dressed in skimpy BVD’s nothing more, he waded through the depths to marry both vehicle together … whoa its cold …his only refrain.

Without a buy your leave the chain gave a mighty heave getting all to dry land, after which the cocky gave a wave … a token reward he refused to entertain

‘Twas with tear moistened eyes the city slicker acknowledged his auto’s demise, seemingly totally stunned at the result of using his car like an aquaplane.

Can happen quicker than a blink, when driving through the drink says our now foot weary hero, struth! It was so much more fun to drive our car than having to catch a train.

There’s a car salesman out there grinning, thinking of the commission he’ll be winning when he sells them a newbie, albeit leaving the slicker in financial pain.

As always there is a moral to the story, being there are more sensible ways to bask in glory that don’t end with foolishness not that easy to explain.


In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ha Ha Ha.”

This isn’t a joke but one of the funnyest things that happened on a caravan trip we went on a while back

Froggy Loo

Froggy Loo

We thought it was a ruse he hadn’t been on the booze
when he called for Pat to bring her camera over there
we all enjoy a joke ‘twas from the location that he spoke
that made us think he may need a Medic’s care.

Standing by the male’s loo door beckoning to her once more
had her unsure as to just what she aughta do
Bill and I started to giggle as her embarrassment made her wiggle
so I grabbed the cameras saying we’ll come along with you

As we all approached with a firm voice I reproached
you know very well that girls are not allowed in there
This once doesn’t matter so cut the goddamned chatter
there’s no one else around to really care

Feeling like two fools knowingly about to break the rules
we entered to where men respond to natures call
He hadn’t lost his mind as his strange request was defined
when we saw the huge tree frog clinging to the wall

With our cameras all on flash we resembled a paparazzi bash
while the poor frog didn’t even hedge
Excitement was running high then came an excited cry
hey there’s another one up on that ledge

A tour of inspection in the stand-up-only section
found one sitting on a pipe connected to the tank
Point and click didn’t have a show the zoom was the way to go
resulting in another frog in the photo bank

Bill who went outside found one that tried to hide
on a waste pipe that ended underground
We searched every where even in the ladies lair
but there were no more frogs to be found

After the entire hullabaloo we left the gentleman’s loo
leaving the frogs catching bugs for their dinner
Next time his request seems rather odd I’ll give a knowing nod
as this one turned out to be a ruddy winner