Tuesday, 31 July 2012

Out and about!


Snacks and Robbers!

The aged forest close to our home affords many delights for the stroller. Young as Bingo is, he’s quickly become quite knowledgeable regarding local highways and byways, and is always keen to learn more.
 
When not out and about with his pals Tom and Angela, he can sometimes be observed trailing an old ‘wheezer’ in his wake.

Recently, I took him over to see ‘Lowtown’ Camp, an ancient spot, apparently still inhabited by the locals at the time the Romans popped over; determined to stop us from painting ourselves blue; and commencing construction of straight streets here, there and everywhere……….and so forth.

The lad was mighty interested by all this – until a squirrel whizzed passed and whistled up a nearby beech. Having, as yet, not mastered the art of tree climbing, Bing gave a couple of low ‘woofs’ and we trundled back to the main path.

‘So guv, those old blue geezers used to camp here?’

 ‘Yep.’

 ‘Why blue, were they Chelsea supporters?’

 ‘Um….do you know, I’m not entirely sure.’

 ‘Perhaps we could poodle ‘em when we get back?’

 ‘Poodle? Oh, google ‘em!’

 ‘That’s the chap, perhaps he’ll know the answer.’

 ‘Possibly.’

We had by now, reached the point where various paths cross, and I was wondering if we should go in search of the ‘Lost’ pond, or save that for another outing, when my companion said.

‘So who’s this old bloater Mick Gerkin?’

‘Who?’

‘You mentioned him the other day.’

‘I racked my brain, trying to think who it was.’

‘You know, that robber chap.’

‘Oh! (The fog lifted) Dick Turpin!’

‘That’s the chap!’

‘Well, he lived in this area, and was a bad lad.’

‘Coo, did he paint himself blue?’

‘I don’t think so, he came a lot later.’

‘I see.’

‘He was a highwayman.’

‘I see.’

‘He held stagecoaches up, and robbed folk.’

‘Crumbs, you mean he grabbed their food?’

‘Even worse than that Bing’

‘Not, not their Kit-Kats and such like?’

‘Very likely.’

‘Cor, what a bad’un!’

‘Bad’un indeed.’

Noticing the lad was looking a tad worried I continued.

‘Well that’s all in the past, fortunately he won’t be holding us up today.’

Time passed....

‘Um…….have you got any snacks with you?’

‘Well Bingo I did remember to pop a few “treats” in my pocket, for a certain pal.’

‘Hurrah! Can I have ‘em now before old Gerkin comes by?’

For his sake….and that of history, I decided it was appropriate to "Have a break…….."

Tata for now.

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