A Crude Canoe.
Dear Lu,
When we were at school we used to concoct elaborate, and ridiculous, escape plans. We ‘escaped’ from Food Technology lessons, PE or just school generally. After listing unlikely and likely exit routes they always ended the same way; “…and then I’d fashion a crude canoe…” It was a stupid joke, it was always the same, but it still makes me laugh.
Years later, when you’d run away to Brighton, I asked when we’d be carving a canoe. You laughed, and couldn’t believe I remembered it. I told you of course I did, because it remained the best escape plan I’d ever come across. You opted to book a ticket to Paris instead. I think, realistically, you could have worked a canoe into that plan.
Your stupid jokes still make me laugh more than anyone else’s. The one you put on twitter last month still makes me chuckle; “I used to be a werewolf but I’m alright noooOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW”
Lizzie, xx
