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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

Just got a text message from my Dad, who is in Capetown, letting me know that he's going to be swimming with the penguins on Thursday. (Do the South African Mafia use that as a threat?)

I love my Dad's text messages. I shall transcribe it exactly, in his unique style -

"On a shopping trip.Try out a gold ring 18ct.180eur.Weather good.Back on 19.Th.Goin 2 swim wit penguins thur.Thousans of dem on a beach.Den 9 days d"

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