I lost a boy called Simon who I was babysitting for. When his mum came home she asked, “Where’s Si gone?”
“Vietnam,” I said, tongue in cheek.
I realise now that there is a time and place for geography puns.
I lost a boy called Simon who I was babysitting for. When his mum came home she asked, “Where’s Si gone?”
“Vietnam,” I said, tongue in cheek.
I realise now that there is a time and place for geography puns.