We have not been well.
This is not the royal ‘we’ but reference to the lad and the old poop.
Naturally, at this time of year, it can’t be surprising for the old huff-and-puffer, but the young chap, whose days are spent making the most of each moment, has also been under the weather.
The Vet has been consulted, and a course of antibiotics should do the trick.
(I’m convinced that a surfeit of snow could be a possible cause!)
I arrived home yesterday to find Bing slightly unsure of a guest who’s staying with us for a few days. Normally the lad is a mighty fine greeter of visitors, but now and then the ‘guest’ has something about them that the lad finds odd, and therefore he is on his guard.
‘Hello guv how yer going?’
‘I’m going pretty well considering everything and such. How are you old fruit?’
‘I’m finding the ‘Dairylea’ diet is taking effect, and I’m pretty chipper old poop.’
Dairylea is the ‘magic lozenge’ that a certain young fellow believes to be the ‘panacea’ and, none of his pals are going to mention the ‘added’ contents held within!
‘I see old J.R. has arrived.’
‘M’mm…crumbs guv I thought you were a tad upsy-daisy-and-such but frankly this here geezer is mighty odd.’
‘Really Bingo, he is rather nice….and I hear he has been supplied with digestive buisc………’
My sentence trailed away, as the lad popped off to check J.R. out!
On arrival in the lounge, I find J.R. and the lad the best of pals.
‘Careful chaps, you’ll have Alison after you if she finds a certain chap is being given unscheduled treats.’
‘Honest guv, they’re mere noggins, nothing over the top.’
J.R. and I shake hands and Bing pops out to the kitchen to see if a new cuppa is on the way for his new pal – oh, and further supply of a digestive or three!
And…..he is back with a ‘gift’ for the new guest (on this occasion a ‘squeaky’ bone) J.R. looks totally mystified (he’s a cat man) and the lad wanders off happily unaware of the surprised expression on our guests face.
J.R. is Alisons old pas de deux teacher, and those who know him, are used to his rather eccentric manner. Originally an Ipswich lad he was Russian ballet trained, and thus over the decades has developed his own vocabulary, which takes a while to tune into!
Bing has decided that he is ‘fine’ and therefore the next few days should be fun, if at times confusing.
Our DVD player will be running overtime, as John has come armed with various ‘rare’ ballet clips, on several disks. I’ve recently purchased copies of ‘La Fille mal gardée’ with Nadia Nerina, David Blair and Stanley Holden! (Not forgetting Alexander Grant) Another DVD has ‘The Lady and the Fool’ and ‘Pinapple Poll’ (the latter with David Blair & Stanley Holden)…..I last saw these when I was just a lad….so you can guess how ancient they are!
And the boy Bing?
I fear he will not be too impressed…he will slumber through them all…….and his dreams will be full of warmer days and the possibility of, dragging the aged chump through the forest!
Roll on spring please!
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