tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post401971403043645735..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Saturday May 3rd, 2014Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-22606909070735220232014-05-05T23:44:54.987-07:002014-05-05T23:44:54.987-07:00Greg - hah, yes, a brief respite from puppy was mo...Greg - hah, yes, a brief respite from puppy was most welcome :)<br /><br />Oh dear, the poor princess. That's a day she won't soon forget!Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-24297565329088397942014-05-04T01:46:03.149-07:002014-05-04T01:46:03.149-07:00At least you've distracted him from "Pupp...At least you've distracted him from "Puppy!" for the moment though! And balls are cheaper than dogs, both initially and in the long-run, so that might not be such a bad thing :)<br />I think my first stage outing was at primary school, when I'd have been about 9 or 10. It was fun, and it's easier than it looks simply because you can't actually see the audience most of the time anyway. That said, there is a need to be able to act in the first place....<br />Heh, that sounds like a dangerous beach to be! And it sounds like the parents can't get close enough to take the golf balls and club away too... what a holiday!<br /><br /><b>Balls</b><br />The coming-out ball was Sunday night,<br />The Princess had planned for years.<br />But her brother upstaged her, in a better dress,<br />He came out; she burst into tears.<br />Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08503319830584828982noreply@blogger.com