And I’m looking for sage advice

On Sunday Morning Boy took Jess On mystery tour.

They boarded a bus and travelled from Paris to Brussels; did the beer, did the chocolate, did the waffles and then he took her to a concert by their favourite band.

They then had to travel back on a 130am bus and got back to bed at 6am.

I was chatting to them tonight.

The band were playing in Paris tonight but it was sold out when they arrived. I said. I’d go down and just hang about outside and see if you could get a ticket

Jokingly I said ‘I’ll message them…

And I did and thought nothing else about it.

I picked up my phone about an hour later and one of the band had replied to me…..

Asking for their names quickly because the guest list was already in … I was kicking myself; an hour had already gone . I fired them over anyways; with a thank you for even responding.

Didn’t expect another reply - concert was starting in forty five minutes.

Twenty minutes later…

‘you are more than welcome - they are on the guest list. I hope they enjoy’


Phone Boy.

Tell him what I’ve done.

Jess is in the shower. Boy is making soup.

Boy shouts to Jess what is happening ….

Jess exits then shower on the basis that she fell in love with Band’s song ‘say yes to Life’.

Jump in Uber… drive across Paris

Go to door; We are on the list’

Yes they were.


Some hoomans are just good souls.

I can’t believe he did that just for asking

Thank you sir




Tooli. Next time Jason is there I‘ll do the same for you