No chewy for old men

So the time had come to bring my Dad ,Fat Freddie, to Dublin for his Christmas present. I had bought tickets for Jersey Boys, so that he could , one more time, experience the music of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. Oh what a night !
(gettit?)
After a somewhat overpriced, slowly brought to the table, pre theatre meal in the nearest hotel ( Fat Freddie does not walk far) we headed into the Bord Gais Energy Theatre for the show, taking our seats, where I had specifically chosen them for my Dad, seats at the end of an aisle, near a toilet and a slope instead of steps down to them....no I am not telling you here these are ! As I wanted to freshen my mouth after dinner, I took out my Airwaves chewing gum and offered FF one. "No thanks" he replied, but I persisted, extolling their virtues as sinus relievers and breath fresheners. He decided to accept one .....NOT a good idea ! A moment later I noticed a snapping noise as he repeatedly opened and closed his mouth, like a person who has a toffee stuck to the roof of their mouth. He then reached up to his mouth and tied to pull a string of chewy from his gob like a 5 year old playing with it for the first time....WTF??? And then it dawned on me....he has a dental plate ! To my delight, it appeared next covered in gum and Fat Freddie's fingers covered in gum as he desperately tried to extract the gum from all over the plate and it's 3 teeth. I dove into my massive handbag, praying to find a packet of tissues , bit could only find a small see through plastic pouch, which I handed him, advising him to put the gum in it, so we could throw it away. Fat Freddie however, had a different idea however, and decided to give up and placed gum and plate into the wee bag, turned to me, smiled toothily and happily turned back around to view the show...I love that man !
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=liyiT_DGREA

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