Your place or mine?

[Mal McLean]

Another true tale from the front seat of the cab.

It so happens that I live in Bracken Ridge.

Cabman: Good morning Miss, where would you like to go?
Miss: Your place at Bracken Ridge.
Cabman: (stunned) I'm sorry. Where?
Miss: Your place.
Cabman: At Bracken Ridge?
Miss: That's right.
Cabman: Do I know you, Miss?
Miss: No, I don't think so.
Cabman: ...but you want to go to my place at Bracken Ridge?. Do you know my kids, perhaps?
Miss. (Incredulous) What? Look, all I want to do is go to your place OKAY?
Cabman: Why would you want to go to my place? I don't understand.
Miss: Not MY PLACE! Your place. Y..O..R..E...P..L..A..C..E!!! DO YOU KNOW WHERE IT IS OR NOT?
Cabman: Ahhhhhhhh........

A short explanation later had us both giggling.

A poem will follow in due course.

[warooa]

[Maureen K Clifford]

Understandable mistake - at least you got it sorted

[Neville Briggs]

. Was it Bruce Simpson who did the bush poem called " I'm going to Boulia "

[Heather]

I giggled too Mal.

Heather

[Ron]

Ah, in the days of yore! Mal.
Ron

[Dave Smith]

Must be a QLD joke ????