Good morning on what I hope is the beginning (or end) of a glorious day for each of you. We’ve had a very pleasant week – a visit with good friends, a trip to the theatre and an outing to the Cotswolds – and we’re now (on Saturday as I write this) looking forward to the arrival of our favourite granddaughter for a sleep-over. What’s not to like? Continue reading “19 July 2015”
Bufford went on down to Spring City last Saturday night to see what was selling at the Hinker Boys’ Auction. Well, they had a parrot there that a rich lady was selling, and Bufford kindly took a likin’ to the critter. When the auctioneer brought the bird around for bidding, Bufford asked him, “Charlie, kin that parrot really talk?”
Charley Hinker, the head of the auction house, assured Bufford it could talk and furthermore, it was real smart.
Bufford made up his mind to buy it, pulling all $2,000 out of his savings account just in case. Well, the bidding commenced, and Bufford jumped right in and stayed at it all the way.
Several folks were bidding, but when the bids hit about $800, it settled down to a real mean contest between Bufford and someone at the front of the room. Bufford finally won the bid at $1,900 even, though he looked a bit pained as he walked to the auction office to pay for the thing.
When he got ready to pay, Bufford again asked the auctioneer, “Are you sure that parrot kin really talk, Charlie?”
Charlie said, “Bufford, I know that parrot kin talk real well, seein’ how it was the parrot that was the one bidding against you.” Continue reading “19 July 2015 – Amusements”