Annie called in on her beloved neighbours Stan and Mary on Sunday night.
Now then,she said,as your appointment is in the afternoon tomorrow,I have decided that you should have a lie in.. and I shall bring you breakfast in bed while you read the Guardian.
That is kind,said Mary,Stan is very tired.
The next morning as whey awoke to the bright sun coming through the rips in the old curtains,they heard the sound of Annie whistling The Merry Widow in the kitchen.She soon arrived with some mugs of China tea and informed them she already had breakfast on the go..
Stan and Mary sipped their tea while gazing at images of Gaza on a Kindle Fire.
This certainly puts our problems in perspective,said Stan.
Why do the Israelis think this will solve their problems?Mary asked.
Well,said Stan,I am sure you have often felt like retaliating when somebody hurts you…
Indeed I have but it’s usually a mistake….so I believe now.
And moreover,since the Jews were criticized for not resisting more forcefully when the Nazis arrested then and being too passive in accepting their fate perhaps they want to show they can fight back and be just as tough as we British folk are.Recall the Black Hole of Calcutta, the conquest of many countries all over the world etc
Yes, it’s a complex situation… but the last War in November 2012 didn’t seem to improve matters..
No war ever brings Utopia on earth,my dear.Sometimes they are a necessary evil sometimes just evil…sometimes for political motives.. elections coming up and so on.
Fortunately ,just then, Emile jumped onto the bed and informed them that their breakfast was ready
Soon Annie appeared dressed as a chef in a high white hat carrying a big tray.On it were two trout covered in blueberry sauce and some wholemeal bread.
Sensibly, she had removed the trouts’ heads.
What an unusual breakfast,Stan cried. cheerily
Well,you need the protein,Annie replied,her coral lips glowing brightly n the morning sun and her figure showed off at its bestin tight jeans and a red lycra top
Stan picked up his trout in his bare hands and bit a lump out of it.
Good grief,said Mary.Are you a man or a beast?
A beast in bed,thought Annie humorously,though she remained silent watching the old couple devour their food..
More tea? she asked gently.
Yes,please,said Mary…
Well this is a treat,she remarked to Stan..I am glad the trout had no head as you would have bitten it off,she continued.Usually that’s a metaphor… but in this case it would have been reality…
How much cleverer people used to be.. they didn’t read the cheap newspapers , buy lottery tickets,go bowling and get drunk every weekend;no,they invented alphabets,metaphors,numbers,geometry….
Yes,I suppose they had nothing better to do then such as going online to shop or to snoop,watching trash on TV,buying new mobile phones and so on.Yes, it was so hard that they invented geometry just to pass the time, and logic so they could refute arguments which they had to while away the long hours in winter time..
Imagine that!What would we do if we had none of these consumer goods?
Well,there’s one thing I can think of….
I love your singular blue eyes
and on your bosom I long now to lie.
I see,said Mary.I knew it would be that….go on then but hurry
Yes,said Stan,I am going to write a poem about you.
Gosh,thought Emile, as he waited for the trout remainsWhat a man… he can still write poetry even at his age!
How my heart sings 