In Memoriam
Posted by D
Not having written an obituary before one shall try to make this one as fulsomely gossipy as a good brief obit should.
Regrets are not usual sentiments on the passing of thehe dearly loved but, alas, short-lived firend. Commiserations to the thier nearest and dearest usually the order of the day. I expect them, dear reader, for ,with a tear in the old twinkling blue pearlies and a sniffle from the nostrils,I mark with deep felt regret the passing of a dear friend.
Quiet, unassuming, engaging and ever hospitable, one’s friend and comfort passed away last night. And one slept! Slept on through the night only to awake this morning to unhappy news.Yes, the vacation died at the stroke of 12.
For its fleeting life, it gave much pleasure, including some happy sized murdered trout and salmon.Good food, wine, and the weather it was warmer and less drear than the the torrential rains, gales, and hurricane force winds which whipped the sea-board from Melbourne to sydney.
So,I lied about the gossipy bit.Out of consideration only, shouldn’t like to stir up unsaintly sentiments like, bastard.
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