I can just imagine (if it was at all possible) digging like mad and then poking my spade through the last bit of earth, then discovering myself in a bathroom in OZ gaping at our lovely, Tish, surrounded by bubbles in her bath, and then receiving a hefty clout on the nose from the foamy mermaid.
"What was that for, Tish, I didn't know I'd arrive at your place?"
"You didn't bring any ice cream with you, you gormless clown", was the lady's response.
"What was that for, Tish, I didn't know I'd arrive at your place?"
"You didn't bring any ice cream with you, you gormless clown", was the lady's response.