Tuesday, 16 November 2010
'But I didn't do it deliberately! mooed Norma.
'And the hat?' asked Captain Bill.
'It looks a bit damp that's all,' replied Norma, 'and anyway you said you just wanted help getting down, I didn't realise you expected me to carry you all the way ashore!'
'It wasn't far,' pointed out Captain Bill.
'Far enough,' replied Norma, 'and if you don't mind me saying, you're not as light as you once were.'
'Rubbish!' said Captain Bill, 'I've never been in better shape. Still, moving the conversation along, would you kindly get your hat boxes moved somewhere else.'
'Well, 'replied Norma, 'firstly, they're not hat boxes and secondly, they're not mine.'
'Hmm,' said Captain Bill, 'who's are they then?'
'According to the labels they're yours,' replied Norma.
Captain Bill had a good long look at the labels on the boxes.
'Cyril!' he shouted, 'CYRIL!.....CYRIL!'