Elizabeth B writes:
I know you don’t normally do this, but the youngest and smallest member of our family was lost in Dublin Airport this morning.
His name is Nigel, he is a wooden electric Ukulele in a hard silver case, and he turns one year old tomorrow. His owner (age 17) is flying back to Bermuda without him….and is devastated.
Any help your lovely readers can give us to get him back is much appreciated! (Yes, we filled out the lost and found forms) Thanks in advance, Broadsheeters! #FindingNigel
Anyone?
UPDATE:
Elizabeth writes:
Nigel was found and handed in, will be picked up and shipped out. The kid’s flight hasn’t even landed yet so I’ll have good news for her! thanks….
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Someone is making plans for Nigel
https://youtu.be/O3Tx3u1eOmg
Bermuda………..lovely!
You called it Nigel.
You didn’t lose it, it ran away.
Shurrup! That’s my lovely Dad’s name.
Well, it isn’t but you’re hurting the feelings of a Nige somewhere, and I’m standing up for the poor b*stard.
You seem determined to be offended by me today :)
They deleted my former HIGHLY OFFENDED post which made me sad. You can’t mention spunk, it seems.
http://www.dictionary.com/browse/spunk
“noun
1. pluck; spirit; mettle.”
Yes. THAT’S the kind of spunk I was on about. Pep in yer step.
What? WHAT?
What kept you?
The shock of having my upper-class Anglo-Irish ascendancy first name dissed by a Bertie, of all things, made me slow to respond. I was hugging my banjolele.
I knew I’d live to regret using my real name on here.
My banjolele is named Bertie. Bertie Banjolele.
What’s the difference between bagpipes and ukeleles?
Nada. Both should be played with a Stanley knife.
I’d add piano accordions to that list. The road to hell is paved with dem feckers.
my Dad might not be called Nigel but he does play the old piano accordion.. who’s worse off
Heh! My Dad played the button accordion as a kid: I’ve never heard him play it though, thank feck.
Poor Liz lost her ukelele
Which she liked to play daily
She is going insane
It went missing before the plane
Its being played by Clampers gayly
Nigel’s on his way to Dignitas. He didn’t have the heart to tell you.
Of course the Bermuda mention was really central to this story. We needed to know that.
It wasn’t central to the story. You’ve just picked out a word and pounced on it.
Now if they’d lost a triangle there…
ding ding!
Yeah, when an Irish kid (17) loses her favourite thing in an irish airport, on her way back to where she lives, of course I mentioned Bermuda just to annoy YOU Tish. Just you.
Still chose to mention Bermuda though. And responded to my comment about it. Have I hit a nerve?
Ah Tish, you must be fierce bored.
Pick on someone your own size.
Agreed Lush, sounds like someone is a little jealous…..
I’m going to set up a business exporting ukuleles to Bermuda.
-Less ukuleles for us.
-More ukuleles for them.
$$$$$$$ for sǝɯǝɯʇɐpɐq
PS.
My mate Dave says you aren’t allowed to bring one of those giant Toblerones into Bermuda. You have to eat it on the way.
-Is he correct?
Duh that’s Bermuda 101
A nerve? What kind of nerve are you talking about? Jeez you must be awful bored. Just trying to get my kid her uke back, that’s all. Carry on.
We shall never see his uke again. Ar dheis Dé
:)
Very good :)
Someone is making plans for a fire for Nigel.
My first job was drawing plans for a Planner called Nigel. Nobody got my whistling…..
As for the above…er…insurance?
A lot of luggage gets kept behind the flights of their owners for weight reasons. The flight you traversed may be lighter and smaller than the one you booked.Claim with your airline and give your address; they’ll find it and deliver. If they don’t, the instrument will bring no luck to its plunderer.