The chase is the thing......................

 

‘I’m loving this warm weather Bing.’

‘Is it warm guv?’

‘It certainly is.’

‘M’mmm.’

‘I realise of course that along with the warmer weather, we suddenly seem to have more buzzers and whizzers trundling about.’

‘Now there I agree with you old poop. I’ve been stalking one blighter this morning, and so far I’ve had little luck and that’s a fact and so forth.’

‘Was it bothering you Bing?’

The lad sitting in front of me frowns with concentration, I await his reply with some interest.

 

Time passes…….

‘Bit of a poser Bing?’



‘Hello he’s back………’

‘Really?’

‘Oh yes…..I reckon he’s hiding behind that long curtain. He’s trying not to hum, but I can hear him alright, oh yes, he’s not as quiet as he thinks he is!’


We are both staring at the left-hand curtain to the large lounge window and door to the garden.

The lads head is cocked first one way and then the next, and he slowly creeps to the offending hum and finally thrusts his head between window and back of curtain.



‘Blooming thing!’

A fly comes into view, and passes me with its chinking flight, with Bing hot on his heels.

I remain seated and await the lads return. Eventually he does and blow me down, close behind comes the fly, obviously delighting in this chasing game!

‘No luck?’

The boy Bing wanders around the room pretending to take note of various objects and apparently oblivious of the annoying critter, whizzing about the room.

The odd bit about all this is, that when eventually the lad actually ‘captures’ the annoying whizzer, he merely gives it a prod with his nose and a severe ticking off, before wandering away and allowing the fly to buzz-off!

The whole palaver recommences shortly thereafter, should the fly have the audacity to invade the lads………………..




　

‘no fly zone!’