a lifetime burning

By Sheol

George, Harris and I (not forgetting Montmorency)

Mono Monday: Trio

“Did you see that” George said gleefully, “some idiot's boat has unmoored itself and is causing havoc over there”.  We watched with dispassionate interest, commenting upon the importance of being able to tie a decent knot if one was going to venture out on the water in a boat.  “They will be for it when the Harbour Master finds them” commented Harris with a degree of glee.  Harris is a good chap, but he is inclined to overly enjoy the misfortune of others from time to time.

We settled back down to enjoy the sunshine whilst watching the world pass by.  It is just this sort of peaceful bliss that the English male enjoys best.  A leisurely afternoon of indolence, with the prospect of the occasional moment of excitement caused by the inadequacies of other mortals on the river.

“I say you Chaps” George barked, “our blessed boat’s gone too! Which of you two blighters was responsible for mooring it?”

“It must have been J’s turn” Harris replied quick as a shot, “it most definitely was not mine.” Harris is like that, his memory is not what it was and he’s very keen to shift the blame.

Adopting the injured tone of an innocent man falsely accused of a great crime, I explained that it wasn’t my turn at all and after some heated discussion Harris conceded that it had not been my turn on this occasion.  

“But” Harris continued in defiant terms, “it definitely wasn’t my turn, because I moored it yesterday and you all complained about the difficulty that you had in undoing my knots this morning.”  

For a few minutes all that was heard was the gentle sound of water lapping against the pontoon and the distant yells of aggrieved boat owners, whilst the inevitablility of the mathematical logic gradually percolated through George’s thick skull.  He sleeps in a bank between 10am and 4pm every day and it is not the sort of activity that would equip him for this sort of challenge.

“Oh blow”, George muttered at last breaking the silence. “Has either of you two blighters got the money for the taxi fare home?”

Montmorency just whined slightly and stared reproachfully at the three of us.



... and yes, in case you are wondering I've recently changed my username, which I am expecting will cause endless confusion for several months yet - which despite what some might think is not the reason that I've done it!

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