A Bedlam of Bones
“Its deadline was nine o’clock the following morning. Having been late in submitting the previous month’s copy and not eager to risk another wigging from Colonel Dawlish, I hastened to the study and began making notes.
I had been at my desk barely five minutes when I was interrupted by a spate of disgruntled animal noises. I strode into the kitchen, sorted them out and thrust the disputants into the garden. ‘Cool your paws there,’ I muttered, and returned to the labours of the newsletter.
There ...was further interruption: Maurice glowering fiendishly and yowling for his fish at the window. But bit by bit, and to the chummy accompaniment of Wilfred Pickles and other radio stalwarts, I eventually got the thing done and thankfully returned to the kitchen to forage for humbugs and black coffee. I sat at the table, reflecting on the day’s events, and was just lighting another cigarette when out of the corner of my eye I suddenly caught sight of the cat on the draining-board; the next moment the floor was strewn with cutlery and broken plates.MoreLess
I had been at my desk barely five minutes when I was interrupted by a spate of disgruntled animal noises. I strode into the kitchen, sorted them out and thrust the disputants into the garden. ‘Cool your paws there,’ I muttered, and returned to the labours of the newsletter.
There ...was further interruption: Maurice glowering fiendishly and yowling for his fish at the window. But bit by bit, and to the chummy accompaniment of Wilfred Pickles and other radio stalwarts, I eventually got the thing done and thankfully returned to the kitchen to forage for humbugs and black coffee. I sat at the table, reflecting on the day’s events, and was just lighting another cigarette when out of the corner of my eye I suddenly caught sight of the cat on the draining-board; the next moment the floor was strewn with cutlery and broken plates.MoreLess
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