The holiday apartments we’re staying at are jolly nice and we’ve already made friends with some of our fellow holiday-makers. Two of our chums are a pair of sisters who have pretty much travelled everywhere in the world and we've also palled up with a very nice family from Portsmouth and their kids.Everyone is very polite and very civilised and most of the people we’ve met seem to have been coming here for years. But there are two new arrivals, a pair of women who have piqued the Missus’ interest.
They’re both fiftysomething and are holidaying together. I think they’re either lovers or old friends but the villa complex owner has christened them the 'nice ladies’ and this seems quite fitting, although one of the 'nice ladies' has a face like a slapped arse and both steadfastly refuse to have anything to do with anybody else in any way, shape or form.
They are very much the sort of 'ladies who lunch' but the Missus has decided they’re lovers and has rechristened them ‘ladies who munch’. This is the sort of gag I would usually crack. I must be rubbing off on her…
PS. One of the 'ladies who munch' has come down with a stomach bug that's been doing the rounds. The Missus reported the news to me and I suggested it must have been something she ate. We smirked like children.
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