Friday, 13 July 2012

Oh what a tangled hedge we weave



'Well I really do think you aught to be there,' said Norma.


'I'm sure you'll manage without me,' replied Captain Bill.


'But everyone else in coming,' continued Norma, 'even Cyril!'


'Whoppee!' 


'He wants to know if you'd like to buy a fridge?'


'Not at the moment thank you.'


'Anyway, we do need to discuss what we're going to do about helping Queen Phoebe,' added Norma.


'We already had a meeting about that last year,' remarked Captain Bill.


'IS HE COMING?' called out Bertha.


'Does she have to shout?' said Captain Bill.


'It's just her way,' replied Norma......'You're stuck again aren't you?'


'I am not stuck again!' replied Captain Bill.


'IS HE STUCK AGAIN?' called out Bertha.


'Why did you lay down in a hedge anyway?' asked Norma.


'It just seemed like the right thing to do at the time,' replied Captain Bill.


'And now you're stuck!'


'I'm not stuck!'


'HAVE I GOT TO COME OVER THERE?' called out Bertha.


'If she comes over here!' mooed Captain Bill.


'I'll stop her,' replied Norma......'You are stuck aren't you?'


'I am not stuck!'


'I could come back later after it's got dark?'








'Maybe bring a rope with you,' suggested Captain Bill.

3 comments:

Gina said...

Aaaaw poor captain Bill...looks like hubby tackling our overgrown hedge yesterday :D XXX

Armenoi said...

Hopeless! Thank goodness it isn't Autumn. I bet Bertha enjoyed that.

Jeanette House said...

LMAO!!!