The Bourne Puntrilogy

The south coast has come up trumps again! A good friend of mine, unfortunately named Flange celebrated his birthday in Bournemouth a couple of weeks ago, which I was sadly unable to attend, as I was sunning myself on a tropical island.

Luckily for me, and you, Sophie was a good enough pal to attend, and has snared the following trio of retirement town pics for us to digest:



I don't know whether the birthday troupe ventured inside the Oceanarium, but if they're good enough to try and tempt you in with a slice of wordplay, then it must be good in my eyes! I went to Siam Ocean World while this lot were wandering around Bournemouth, so maybe I was sending subconcious signals to them through time. Maybe?



A good pun this one, but I am a bit confused by the substitution of an apostrophe for an 'e'. It just makes it a bit more complicated (and slightly like they've employed a signwriter with tourettes, not helped by the capital 'D', either), but we all get it, right? Good.



Now, I almost left out the final one. There's a distinct attempt at a shot st celebrity from three no-hopers here, but as one of them is the birthday boy (no, I won't tell you which), I'm going to let it slide JUST THIS ONCE. Be warned.. If you try and sneak yourself into a photo it will be disregarded, or you might be chopped right out, ÇA VA!?

Glad we got that all straightened out. On with the merriment!