Oscar Tales

Posted on April 15, 2010 | 8 Comments

Oscar came running in to the kitchen while I was cooking tea:

Oscar: ‘Mama!’

Me: ‘Yurs’

Oscar: ‘That fly over there?’

Me: ‘Yurs.’

Oscar: ‘He is after me.’

Me: ‘Don’t be silly Oscar. Of course he is not after you.’

Oscar: ‘He IS.  He likes my arse.’

Me: ‘Oh’

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8 Responses to Oscar Tales

  1. sharon | April 15, 2010 at 5:59 am | Reply

    No answer to that really!

  2. Jennysnail | April 15, 2010 at 8:22 am | Reply

    thanks for cheering me up with all the funny posts this morning !

  3. Jenny | April 15, 2010 at 5:43 pm | Reply

    Classic Oscar.He needs a fly whisk,although in that house it would mean disaster.

  4. Sally, The MADs | April 16, 2010 at 9:42 am | Reply

    Apologies to Oscar for barging in on the comments, but wanted to let you know that you have been nominated as Blogger of the Year in the MADs – well done!

    To find out a bit more about the awards, prizes and voting process, you can visit http://www.the-mads.com

    Thanks

    Sally
    The MADs

    • katyboo1 | April 18, 2010 at 11:29 pm | Reply

      Thanks Sally
      sorry it has taken so long for me to reply. I am poorly. woe. woe. etc. Great news about the mads though.xx

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