Tuesday, 3 July 2012

Day 182 - lunch

Was fearfully depressed this morning as was inevitably off to play bowls again, altogether worse as looked like wet day, and quite dreadful playing when spitting yesterday. Other half fearfully energetic regarding the fun must have missed when mother and I played. Oh, could only imagine!

This morning other half insistent as ever, and bound to say was altogether less energetic in exclamation of desire for playing at lunchtime. Most strangely Mrs Payne rather more positive about the affair.

Other half having left for work, Mrs Payne exclaimed directly with much petulance,
"Don't think I can't see what you're trying to do! You're both trying to get me out of the house! You don't want to play bowls a jot! So there!".
This proved quite shock, and lacking suitable response, collapsed into agreement. At this Mrs Payne grinned deeply, said she knew I'd break. Most annoyed, said we would jolly well be going, and that was that!

Arrived lunchtime at coffee shop, Mrs Payne's suggestion by way of alibi. Sitting down with her coffee and cake, Mrs Payne repeated with pleasure,
"I knew you'd break!".

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