As usual, the internets is awful. It’s taken me a good ten minutes to fetch up a picture in an auction that the Sage wanted to see – very nice, but we won’t be bidding as a friend wants it. Well, probably not anyway, even if he didn’t. Not without seeing it, and it isn’t local.
It was such a warm afternoon that I took the papers out to read on the lawn. Lying on a blanket, I shared the space with the bantams, of course
and so have a bird’s eye view of them clustering round, hoping for a little something. They received it of course, but not from me. I didn’t want to encourage them to join me on my blanket.
Ro phoned and mentioned that he and Dora have both bought new phones. Ro recently negotiated a salary upgrade so felt he could justify a smartphone and Dora was thinking along the same lines – they have both bought the same one. I asked if he remembers Howard and Hilda … it wasn’t meant to be a dig, and he didn’t take it as such.
Anyway, I must take the Sage along and buy him his birthday present, which is only a month late. We really need to do it in the next ten days, because then, as I’ve mentioned, we’re off to visit Wink.
I’ve just read that link and it isn’t the best explanation – the point is that Howard and Hilda were really happy together and they always dressed the same. So we (the family, that is) use Howard and Hilda as a verbal shorthand for couples who are happy to be like each other.
I’m also reminded that I think that Peter Egan (who played neither Howard nor Hilda) is delightful.