Kev made me laugh out loud tonight.
We were talking about this New Families picnic we are due to go to tomorrow at Angus’s new pre-school.
The forecast is for rain and Kev was questioning whether or not it’d be on.
“I’m sure they’ll move it to the gym, or something,” I said, ever the optimist.
“Great,” Kev said without enthusiasm. “That’ll be fun. A picnic in the gym.”
Then, and this was the bit that made me laugh, he droned,
“We can play ‘Kiss, Cuddle or Torture’!”
I can only think of two other people I still keep in touch with, who I could guarantee would know what he was talking about.
And here’s a thought. It’s been about 22 years since I’ve heard that phrase, nevermind played the game (well, officially!).