It's just the way it is.....

It looked like rain, so Bing trotted in to say I ought to get my flags in. (My shirts were drying on the line!) This done, I wandered back to continue with my….um…well…daydreaming.

For those who’ve not seen the cluttered room I fondly call ‘the study’ and, the old desk at which I can be found ‘pondering’ I hope that description will suffice.  It was a little later, whilst leafing through some ancient 'scrawls', 'dithering’s' and ‘mutters’ that I became aware of a nudge on the knee.

‘Ah Bing, can I help you?’

‘Ancient puffer you can as it happens.’

‘What’s the prob?’
 

‘Would you think I’ve been pretty well behaved this morning, so far?’

His earnest expression almost made me burst out laughing, I put on a thoughtful expression, and the lad continued.

‘I mean to say, I’ve busied myself in the garden, chased a pigeon or three, tracked a squirrel, watched a couple of red and brown’uns (robins) who were being very busy.’

‘Right-ho.’

‘I have watched some television, on which a couple of chaps poked at some coloured balls with sticks…’

‘Ah snooker.’

‘Whatever, and then decided, it was high time you toddled out to the kitchen and made a coffee and topped up my water bowl.’

‘I see.’

‘And….’

‘And?’

I might like a bonio……

‘Ah.’

‘And I dare say you……

‘Yes?’

‘You, might like one of those biscuits you hid in the middle cupboard, on the top shelf behind a jar of dried macaroni and a packet of rice – when you thought I wasn’t looking!’

‘Good heavens, how did you….?’

‘I was pretty sure that was where you popped ‘em, and my hooter confirmed it earlier when you left the cupboard door slightly open.’

‘M’mmm I see.’

‘Well what do you think?’

‘Amazing.’

‘Really it wasn’t very difficult…….’

‘No?’

‘Hey I’m a hound.’

In short, by the time I gained the kitchen, he was sitting nonchalantly next to the Bonio tin……….refreshments followed…..

…..after which the lad………….

.......................continued watching ‘Ah-snooker.’