Rolled off the ferry at Dover on returning from our Paris weekender. Now, I’ve got one of those luxurious/poncey passport holders and inside that I also have a passport sized notebook. Handed said passport over to some policeman, he seemed to be taking a little longer than the normal casual glance, then he passed my passport over to his partner, both smirking they then handed it back asking who Frankie was. (in case you’re not aware, Frankie is the name of our baby due in 4 weeks). The last entry I had was:
Things To Dress Frankie As:
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Guantanomo Bay Inmate
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Suicide Bomber
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Arab
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Builder
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Butch Dyke
Do send in any further suggestions.