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Emily Meets Caitlyn

The day was overcast and Miss Emily gathered her goodies and went to sit outside and enjoy the falling leaves, fall over a few times and generally get attacked by various winged insects intent on trying to push her over.

“It is not easy having strange knees” she thought to herself as she sat down to watch somebody throwing a ball for their dog. “I wonder whether Courage will chase a ball if I threw it for him?” Courage the Cowardly Dog was away this morning chasing the mysterious Chicken from Outer Space, so Emily was all alone. She sat down on her piece of hessian and enjoyed the breeze. Suddenly a 23 inch Twinn popped out from under a tree.

“Good morning very tall pretty doll,” the Twinn said cheerfully. “My name is Caitlyn. What’s yours?”

“Good morning Caitlyn, my name is Emily, I am pleased to meet you. Do you live close by?”

“Yes, I live in the same flat, but I am stuck on a shelf and almost covered in dolls and toys and assorted strange figurines that populate our crowded space.”

“Oh yes, I am sorry, I never recognised you,  I do apologise. I am not always aware of what goes on around me.”

“Oh yes, that happens often, especially when you take a dive to the ground.”

“I did that just now, it was not  fun.”

“Well at least the landing was graceful,” Caitlyn chuckled. “I do a very fine dive to the ground too when the need takes me.”

“I didn’t do it deliberately. it was one of those spontaneous dolly moments.”

“Blame it on the wind I always say”.

“I never thought of that. It is kind of windy out here. I don’t even know why I came out today anyway.”

“Some days you just need to get out there and explore. The Twinns and I used to do a lot of that, but we are now officially on pension so getting out and about is a rare occasion.”

“Will you tell me about the Twinns and all their adventures when you have some time?”

“Sure, although it is easier to just head online and read about them for yourself. Next time the Bossman is at work we will climb onto the computer and I will show you the url.”

“Thank you, I do look forward to it. It does get lonely during the day, but now that we have met I am sure we will have lots to talk about.”

“You will be able to talk to Princess Skye and Dawn and Nicole too, and there is that strange Spanish girl who says nothing except “que?“. I think she may have landed on her head when she travelled. She is not very talkative and we did try teaching her English but it came out strange. Skye is trying very hard and the best she has managed so far is “Does these train flies to the airport station sideways?”

Emily laughed, it was good to have some new friends to talk to. “I do not know any Spanish I am afraid, but can always try my hand at German with a thick accent” 

“German with a thick accent?” Caitlyn asked.

“Yes, it is quite impressive. Let me see if I can remember how to do it…” Emily cleared her throat. “Bitte nicht mit dem Finger auf mich stoßen

“That is so cool! but what does it mean?”

“”Please don’t poke me with your finger” I think.”

“How do you know that stuff? who taught you German?”

“Google translate is my friend.” Emily laughed.

“Aaah you are pulling my leg and poking me with your finger.”

“No, I am hugging you and stopping you from blowing away. I am getting chilly, let us go inside and you can introduce me to the other girls.”

“Great idea, and I think there may be some raspberry colddrink in the fridge?”

“Raspberry colddrink?”

“Oh it is nasty stuff, when Twinns drink too much of it we loose all of our inhibitions and wear our knickers on our heads. Then we sing rowdy dolly songs till way past bedtime and pass out on the floor. It is very embarrassing.”

“Rowdy dolly songs? I don’t know any of those. I have a pouty face so I try to maintain some sort of decorum.”

“Oh yes, Sarah Willow was like that, but she was the biggest trickster around. She was the only Twinn that could chugalug 2 litres of Raspberry colddrink and stay on her feet. Then when we had all passed out she would go around tieing our shoelaces together.  It made for a lot of surprising morning gymnastics. “

Emily clapped her hands, “That sounds like fun. I am so glad that I met you Caitlyn, let’s grab my gear and go inside, I am not sure about raspberry colddrink, but I think there is some cider in the fridge: “Old smelly socks” or something like that”. 

“Old smelly socks? wow, can’t wait to try it. Let’s go!”

And so Emily and Caitlyn went inside where it was not as windy.

The big question I have is: “who drank all of my cider? and why is Caitlyn wearing her knickers on her head? So many questions…” 

DRW © 2016-2019. Created 20/10/2016. Moved to musings 24/08/2018

An Impromptu Picnic

It was a glorious Winters morning, and Miss Emily wanted to go out to look at the frost and enjoy the weather that was so different from earlier this week. She changed, although I was a bit sceptical about those bare legs and strange knees. “Miss Emily, your legs will get cold”.

“No they won’t, besides, I will be  wearing my woolly hat and scarf to keep me warm.” she insisted.

“Don’t complain when they do.” I reminded her. 

And so off we went down the cycle path to where the brook bubbled away.

“Ooh look, a brook!” she said excitedly. “Can we get closer?”

It was possible to get closer, although I was a bit worried that she would decide to nose dive into the mud. “Be careful Miss Emily, it is muddy and slippery.”

She climbed down the stairs, waving at me nonchalantly. 

and then she tried to hide behind the tree. 

“Miss Emily, where were you?” I asked.

“I was disguised, I used advance camouflage techniques to blend in with my surroundings.”

“A likely story. I bet you were hiding behind a tree or something.”

We walked a big further till we reached the small wooden bridge that crossed one of the small streams.

“Just think, 100 years ago my ancestors may have been crossing this rickety bridge while they hunted for elephants and polar bears”

“Miss Emily, I hate to tell you but there are no elephants or polar bears within 100 miles of here.”

“See, that is how successful they were.”

I could not argue with that logic so changed the subject instead. “Come along Miss Emily, let us go have a look at the field, the frost is still showing”.

We crossed into the field. 

“Wow, this is so awesome!” she exclaimed, “the sun is out but there is frost about!”

“I have a surprise for you Miss Emily, I brought along your piece of hessian, and some coffee and a packet of biccies and an apple. You can have a quick picnic while I take some photographs.”

“Ok, I like picnics, and apples, and biccies.. although I am not so sure about coffee”.

“Don’t go too far” she said looking somewhat concerned. “Don’t forget me and go home.”

“I am close by Miss Emily. Don’t worry. You can enjoy your biccies and coffee in peace.” 

And then it was time to leave. “Come along Miss Emily, let us go home. Where is your woolly hat?”

“Um… er… I dunno? No wait, there it is!”

“Pick it up and let’s go miss frozen legs.”

Her woolly hat at a jaunty angle, Miss Emily and I headed off home. There were things to do and the list of chores was not getting any shorter. “Well Miss Emily, what did you think of the frost?”

“It was cool… almost cold, definitely chilly. My legs are kind of numb and I think my strange knees are frozen.”

“I told you that your legs would be cold.”

She walked behind the fence and peered at me through the slats, “It is a good cold though, the sort that makes you feel awake and makes you want to just stand and admire the view.”

“That is true, and of course while standing there you can ask yourself the big question.”

“The big question? what is the question?”

“It is about your woolly hat. You have lost it again.”

“No I didn’t, it is er…. um… I dunno?”

And then we went home.

DRW © 2016-2018. Created 04/12/2016. Moved to musings 24/08/2018

Phew, it is windy today!

Miss Emily had not been out and about since her last foray to look at the frost.  Now she leaned out of the window watching the field and hoping that somebody would bring their dog along and throw a ball for it. Miss Emily was bored!

Her hair was awry from the strong wind and she was pestering me to take her out again but there were no real good photographic opportunities left. 

“That’s no excuse”, she said “I want to see the trees and stuff.”

“You mean you want to mess around in the mud and lose your woolly hat?”

“Not quite. I have a new snazzy hat that needs losing instead.”

“The wind will blow that the same way as your hair.”

“I have a bad case of irritable hair syndrome from not going outside” she said, making excuses for her unruly mop. 

I could see that Miss Emily was really frustrated because she was wearing her pouty face, although that is her normal look even when she is in a good mood.  The weather had not been great seeing as it is winter, but when the sun does pop out for a squizz the light is perfect. We had had a slight dusting of snow overnight and so I decided to take Miss Emily along just to keep the peace. 

“What the heck; Miss Emily, grab your goodies, let’s go.”

Once outside we discovered that the wind was indeed blowing like mad. 

“Miss Emily, you sit on the fence awhile and I will check what the mud forecast is.”

“Okey dokey,” she said, settling herself on the wooden fence. 

“Phew, it is windy” she said, “I may just blow away”.

“I agree, it is not the sort of weather to be outside in.”

The bare trees were swaying in the wind, not too long ago they had had leaves on them, now they were like giant skeletons watching over the field

Using my monopod she prodded at the ground. “It is kind of squishy here, I would not want to get mud on my clothes”

“Neither would I, be careful how you stand though, if you take a dive into the squish I will remind you forever!”

“Nope, not today thanks.”

If anything Miss Emily was a splash of colour in the drabness of winter, she was well prepared with her binoculars, my monopod, her woolly scarf and her snazzy new hat while Shaun the Sheep was keeping her company.

“Lets go sit by the window for awhile, we can catch some rays.”

“Rays? this isn’t the 70’s Miss Emily, this is the 17’s”

“It is a pity that the snow is all gone though, I am sure you would have enjoyed it.”

“I would have because I have never seen snow since I was made.”

“That’s okay, I haven’t exactly seen a lot of it myself.”

“What’s it like?”

“It is beautiful Miss Emily, it makes everything soft and smooth, and it deadens the sound.”

“It sounds like fun. Will you take me outside if it snows?”

“Of course I will, assuming I am at home of course. “

“It’s a deal! Let’s go inside, I think the wind is blowing in my one ear and out the other side. Besides, I am playing poker with Dawn and I have to win my matchsticks back.”

“You are playing poker with Dawn? oh blimey, didn’t Caitlyn warn you to never play poker with her?”

“Nope, but I am really in the pooh now. I may have to hock my new hat.”

“How many matchsticks do you owe her?”

“Eleventy million and 34 I think. I lost count after 22.”

“Dawn has so many aces up her sleeve you will never win against her.”

“You mean she cheated?”

“She bends the rules occasionally. You must also watch your biscuits, she tends to gamble with them too.”

“Oh pooh. thanks for telling me, next time she has 7 aces again I am going to complain!”

“Aah well Miss Emily, at least it is only matchsticks that you owe her.”

“Well I had no more pocket money or biscuits left.”

“Miss Emily, no more gambling for you! Stick to translating from now on!”

“Yessir, do you happen to have Eleventy million and 34 matchsticks for me? I need to pay her back. She has a chainsaw and I like to have all my limbs in place.”

“We will make a plan. Come, let’s go inside.”

And we did.

Alas poor Miss Emily is not going to be playing cards for a long time, and Dawn has had a few choice words whispered in her ear too. No more gambling!

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