Saturday, November 26, 2005

Reasons To Be Cheerful, Reasons To Be Blue

Cheerful

My long awaited new bed was delivered yesterday morning.

Blue

It's much bigger than it looked in the workshop. I hate it. I shall need a footstool to climb into it.

Cheerful

It's actually quite comfortable.

Blue

It feels strange. I nearly broke my neck getting out of it to go to the loo in the early hours. Afterwards I lay and seethed and wanted to go back to my own house. The one we sold to Clint.
I hate the new bed. And the new house.

Cheerful

Rosie likes it. She lepped on to it like a young thing and slept cosily all night.

Blue

Paddy isn't limber enough to get up there. He hates it too.

Cheerful

I suppose I'll get used to it. It is comfortable. And new.

Blue

It makes me feel old not being able to lep into it like a young thing. And my bedside table is about a foot lower than it. I'll break my neck....

Cheerful

Hannah says I'll get used to it.

Blue

Bert thinks it's funny that I hate it. He says, "You liked it well enough in the shop."

Cheerful

I've got a better view from its heights.

Blue

My view is of the turf shed.

14 comments:

ed said...

I used to have a bed that was very high, and very soft. You needed to throw a rope ladder over the side to get out of it, and jumping was necessary to get into it. I was fantastic. And then I came back from uni one day, and me ma had replaced it with a low, normal bed. One was not amused.

Obviously, that is nothing to do with the story at hand, but hey. My suggestion is to leave a box beside it for Paddy to use, and then everything'll be fine within a day or two.

Ronni said...

Maybe a little step stool for Paddy?

Or, sell the bed and get one you do like! Life is too short to wear uncomfortable shoes, or sleep in a bed you don't like.

Nelly said...

I think I'll go with the stool/box for Paddy idea. It will be good for me as well.

The thing is this bed would not be a problem if I was, like Bert, six foot. But I'm 10 inches short of that.

mquest said...

I think it might be time to spruce up the turf shed. :)
I am sure you will get used to the new bed.

Nelly said...

mquest - you are right! I have these options to ponder-

A: Cowp turf shed (challenging you to discover what cowp means if you don't already)

B: Smother turf shed with clematis and ivy.

Adam said...

Cowp = Cow pat?

Dunno what cowp is but clematis and ivy sounds good

Anonymous said...

hope you get used to it, paddy needs a futon. me;

blue: not allowed to handle cash in any form at work anymore.

cheerful: less responsibility, same pay.

mikey x

Anonymous said...

Assume I am not allowed to define cowp for your readers?

ganching

Nelly said...

Adam - You not from North Antrim then?

Ganching - oh go on then.

Nelly said...

Mikey - have you seen the price of dog futons?

I thought you didn't work for the evil megalomaniac psychopath anymore?

mquest said...

I would have to guess it is cow patties.

Nelly said...

As Ganching has not responded (she holds an honorary doctorate in the Ulster-Scots
lingo) I will have to inform you that cowp means to knock down.

Example: He came at me that hard he cowped me aff my feet.

Or: Mind the wean doesn't cowp that teacup.

Anonymous said...

get bert to modify a regular futon, or beanbag, dogs love beanbags. its harder than i thought to leave, things keep getting in the way-money predominantly.
x

mquest said...

I learn something new everyday.