What, One Spot Henry?

Today (or yesterday by now) I drove across North Wales in a whale. To Anglesey, huzzah! It's about the same size as Vvardenfell, I think. Also, on reading the road atlas I discovered a town in Oxfordshire called Horton-cum-Studley. I thought certain of you would appreciate that.

In Anglesey we visited some family (my dad's identical twin brother and his family) who were holidaying there. The beach was frankly dismal, but once at the cottage we had a barbecue and played games. I feel the following phrases are worthy of note:

"You skipped straight from the mattress to your old lampstand!" "Nuts!" (Major kudos if you work out the joke)

"Hi Henry." "What, one spot Henry?" "Tell two spot Henry."

"When I used that toilet, the knob fell off and it became damp underfoot."

"Why would anyone want a plain T-shirt?" "For plain occasions!"

These are most likely not funny to you. But I? I laughed so much I could not stand, my dears.

I have also uncovered the incredible fact that I have an ambidextrous brain, and hence cannot tell the difference between left and right.