Ron and Nog came hurrying across the yard this morning.
"Can you please help us to Rap, Uncle Gordon?"
I felt quite pleased that they had sought my worldly knowledge and I replied in a sage-like manner:
"Of course boys! Are you going to a party?"
"Yes," Nog nodded. "Lisa is having a party next weekend. We want to Rap like Acon!"
"Can you please help us to Rap, Uncle Gordon?"
I felt quite pleased that they had sought my worldly knowledge and I replied in a sage-like manner:
"Of course boys! Are you going to a party?"
"Yes," Nog nodded. "Lisa is having a party next weekend. We want to Rap like Acon!"
"Then fetch me some nice big dock leaves and some burrs and we will make a start."
Ron and Nog looked slightly taken aback at this, but trotted off to the top of the field, whilst I pondered upon the strange choice of present for Lisa.
"Aaah! Good. Now pop those acorns inside the dock leaf and fasten it like this," I deftly twisted the burrs with my beak and the gift looked beautifully wrapped in no time at all.
Ron and Nog looked slightly taken aback at this, but trotted off to the top of the field, whilst I pondered upon the strange choice of present for Lisa.
"Aaah! Good. Now pop those acorns inside the dock leaf and fasten it like this," I deftly twisted the burrs with my beak and the gift looked beautifully wrapped in no time at all.
"But Uncle Gordon - we want to Rap like Acon! Not wrap an acorn!" Ron and Nog tried their best not to giggle. I suppose I could see the funny side.
"You know boys, I am really quite well-up with technology - I am on Facebook!" I had struggled for some more modern terminology and decided 'well-up' although a bit old-fashioned was more appropriate than 'cool'. And they would have giggled again anyway.
"You should go on Twitter, Uncle!" Ron enthused. "You need a BlackBerry."
"You know boys, I am really quite well-up with technology - I am on Facebook!" I had struggled for some more modern terminology and decided 'well-up' although a bit old-fashioned was more appropriate than 'cool'. And they would have giggled again anyway.
"You should go on Twitter, Uncle!" Ron enthused. "You need a BlackBerry."