Mum is going to get our food today as Dad has taken Sylvia's Auntie Sybil to a Show. She mused upon the chores for the day as she threw us random bits of bread. Some too small and some so big that they became stuck in our throats for what seemed like ages.
"You know Gordon, I have already done two lots of washing." I wondered what the significance of this was - and how much simpler it would be if she had feathers like us.
"I bet it will rain later!" Mum looked at the sky. I think it may too as today Mrs Black's left leg has that all important twinge, which we all have the utmost respect for, and has helped us avoid getting wet on many an occasion.
"I don't know why it is Gordon, but if I see a mattress or chair strapped to the top of a car it makes me giggle."
I didn't know why either.
"Or a tall plant sticking out of a sunroof. With the passengers peering through it's shrubbery. Or a person walking along the street holding a new mop aloft."
I do sometimes worry about Mum.
"Why is it?"
I started blankly back.
"I think it might stem back to old television programmes - really funny ones - they used to do that sort of thing a lot you know."
It did cross my mind that if they were that funny - why weren't they still doing it.
Mum was obviously trying to think of such a programme - and then her face lit up.
"The Beverly Hillbillies! Granny used to ride along high on the back of the car in an old wooden chair!" Having remembered way back into her old black and white matter she laughed very loudly. The image was obviously conjuring up all sorts of memories.
"There was Jethro - he drove it. And Elly May and old Jed and their bloodhound called Duke. All in the car. They were a poor Hillbilly family and one day Jed was hunting for food in his swamp and missed the bird and struck the ground with his shot. Up through the ground came a bubblin' crude, Oil that is, Black Gold, Texas Tea!"
Although I was now more than slightly concerned for Mum's sanity it was actually beginning to sound more like Mum and Dad that she was describing - and I did wonder if she should put a Lottery Lucky Dip on her shopping list today. Gordon xx
"You know Gordon, I have already done two lots of washing." I wondered what the significance of this was - and how much simpler it would be if she had feathers like us.
"I bet it will rain later!" Mum looked at the sky. I think it may too as today Mrs Black's left leg has that all important twinge, which we all have the utmost respect for, and has helped us avoid getting wet on many an occasion.
"I don't know why it is Gordon, but if I see a mattress or chair strapped to the top of a car it makes me giggle."
I didn't know why either.
"Or a tall plant sticking out of a sunroof. With the passengers peering through it's shrubbery. Or a person walking along the street holding a new mop aloft."
I do sometimes worry about Mum.
"Why is it?"
I started blankly back.
"I think it might stem back to old television programmes - really funny ones - they used to do that sort of thing a lot you know."
It did cross my mind that if they were that funny - why weren't they still doing it.
Mum was obviously trying to think of such a programme - and then her face lit up.
"The Beverly Hillbillies! Granny used to ride along high on the back of the car in an old wooden chair!" Having remembered way back into her old black and white matter she laughed very loudly. The image was obviously conjuring up all sorts of memories.
"There was Jethro - he drove it. And Elly May and old Jed and their bloodhound called Duke. All in the car. They were a poor Hillbilly family and one day Jed was hunting for food in his swamp and missed the bird and struck the ground with his shot. Up through the ground came a bubblin' crude, Oil that is, Black Gold, Texas Tea!"
Although I was now more than slightly concerned for Mum's sanity it was actually beginning to sound more like Mum and Dad that she was describing - and I did wonder if she should put a Lottery Lucky Dip on her shopping list today. Gordon xx