Harriet is concerned

Me: Harriet looks concerned.

Nell: There’s a Beaky Blinder looking through the window.

Me: Gosh.

Nell: If you ask me those pigeons are just showing off with their tweed caps and knitted socks.

Me: Knitted socks?

Nell: Yes. I thought the wigs were silly enough but now they are all wearing socks.

Me: Maybe this is part of Knitwear Wolf’s marketing campaign.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: You know he and The Cat want to launch the Prince Rupert line?

Nell: If I was looking for models for my socks, pigeons would not be my first port of call.

Me: No, I suppose not.

Nell: Anyway, I happen to know Rhu the Bernese Mountain Dog has already secured the modelling contract.

Me: Really?

Nell: Yes. According to The Cat her sturdy legs are ideal for socks and she can carry off a knitted cardigan with ease. Now, are you all ready for Friday?

Me: Why?

Nell: It’s Kev’s 60th Birthday.

Me: Oh yes. Well, I’m getting there.

Nell: What on earth does that mean?

Me: I’ve still got to pack a few things.

Nell: You are best off asking Malcolm and Susan to do any packing. They are very neat. It’s a beak thing.

Me: Have Dave and Gladys sorted out the entertainment?

Nell: Yes. They’ve organised a trampoline.

Me: I don’t think I want to know why.

Nell: Yes. Best not to ask. I know Gladys is going to ride round the ring standing on Alejandro’s back.

Me: What ring?

Nell: I think it’s circus themed.

Me: That explains David’s top hat. You know Kev asked for a quiet birthday with no fuss?

Nell: That was never going to happen. He’s Kevin Martin and he’s going to be 60. There is nothing quiet about that.

Me: No. You’re right. Sorry.

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