Well, of course Mr. Cranky would be pleased to see his old friend Gladys! And like a true old gentleman, he knows that ladies don’t use ladders- it’s unseemly.
And of course, he didn’t MEAN for Bob to be standing on top of the lift when it sprung. It’s hard to remember where those things are buried when the kids have moved all the dirt around.
It’s fine though. All’s well that ends well, right?
Poor ol’ Miz Cravettes. It took her forty five minutes to get that hair on, and twelve seconds to bounce it off, and two seconds to forget that it wasn’t on her head any more, and less time than that to forget that she was carrying it around.
If ya know someone like Miz Cravettes, do what you can for her soon, okay? Like Bob.
Bob’s a good kid. Probably had a completely lovely gramma somewhere along the line.
… a completely lovely gramma who makes fantastic cookies and taught Bob to be a good kid.
Cookies are an excellent positive reinforcement tool. Grammas know that.
There’s obviously a game of ‘telephone’ going on in the area. What started off as ‘Miz Cravettes lost her robe and hair in the Bouncy Castle, and Bob had to escort her home’ has mutated into ‘Bob’s dating Gollum after they met in the Bouncy Castle’ and will, over time, become a legendary romance between the surfer guy in ‘Point Break’ and a CGI character in a castle on the moon.
Sorry for the delay. I changed my production schedule and my brain doesn’t ‘get’ the new flow.
Things in the bouncy castle got entertaining! Poor children got all traumatized, then calmed down, then got all traumatized all over again.
Not sure how traumatized Bob is. He’s vague about how weirded out he may or may not be.
Poor ol’ Miz Cravettes. There are so few joys left in her life. It’s very nice for her that she found a police officer who hasn’t yet taken any reports from her and is therefore still willing to write things down instead of just pretending to. Officer Pettigrew, I am assured, has saved a great deal of pencil lead and pen ink by only mimicking the action of writing things down when she gets as far as, “And I’ve phoned the Senate on several occasions, but THEY don’t seem…”
Unfortunately, you still have to listen at first to make sure she’s not talking about something that’s actually happening. It can be time consuming, but you remind yourself that the boy who cried ‘Wolf” actually knew whether or not there were wolves before he started yelling. Miz Cravettes? She might not know one way or t’other.
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