Roddy!

Roddy truely does deserve such punctuation.
I had heard of Roddy, Roddy the scottish archaeologist, Roddy who is volunteering on the same site as me but was yet to meet him. And after spending all morning listening to his stories I wish that I was still ´yet to meet Roddy´.

He wondered into the finds hut about an hour late wearing the typical archaeologist uniform of crumpled shirt, beaded necklaces shorts dusty boots and wide hat. This looked promising until he opened his mouth, for hours I dutifully sat, listened, nodded and applauded his greatness where he paused for such reactions.
However, after all this I must have with one of my nods of agreement confirmed that we are to meet after work tomorrow for lunch and that we may go for drinks this weekend.
How I get into these messes I dont know but I also seem to be expected to call in for him on the way to work I may forget this duty as I enjoy a brisk walk in the mornings and despite the length of his white and hairy legs he seems unable to pick up much pace.

I just felt I should say something about Roddy as he atleast deserves a paragraph due to the time I was required to sit and listen to his tall tales.