Old Mary and her chicken
Yesterday I bought Mary a rubber chicken
I couldn’t really justify its £4.95 price ticket
But I thought what the hell.
The old gal used to love Rubber chickens when she was a youngster
I cried when she played with it for an age ….
As she suddenly lost her blindness and aching legs
She was a puppy again
Who took the chicken to bed during Celebrity Traitors
Again , I’m in nostalgia mode ,
I am reminded of Winifred and her beloved rubber chicken
See this blog entry from 2020
“Winnie’s Rubber Chicken is being framed for eternity .
I have thought this strange thought ever since I found rubber chicken next to Winnie on the kitchen floor just before Christmas. It’s kind of become synonymous with my dear old girl.
I rang the picture framer the day before yesterday, (the one I’ve used for years ) and asked if it was possible to do
“ You want to frame a rubber chicken behind glass” the picture framer repeated slowly after I had thrown the proposal to him
“ Yes” I told him cheerfully “ it was Winnie’s favourite “
The fact , that he might think that this question was in any way odd surprised me, after all I could have rang him with the request that he framed the last surviving slipper of sex, which I had incidentally found amid a ton of fluff under the bed only a month ago
The picture framer then ventured into territory he wasn’t quite prepared for.
“Do you want an insert into the frame some wording .” He asked
Oh that’s a good idea” I told him. “What about the following”
“ Winifred Salote Taupo III Queen of Tonga 200? - 2020 “
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone
“ I think we can do that “ the picture framer said finally and rather weakly
He then paused, obviously thinking
“ What colour frame would you like ? “ he asked
“ Pink!” I announced loudly
“ Of course!” he sighed “ Of Course you do “
The German is intrigued



Oh, the image of Mary becoming a puppy again with her rubber chicken had me in tears. £4.95 is a small price to pay for such a lovely memory!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the theatre. I hope one day soon, the German will be able to accompany you and see what all the fuss is about! xx