Every year around this time toadstools begin to appear in the garden. All due to the heavy rains I suppose.
Anyway, someone asked: ”Have you seen the white toadstools in the back garden , Dad”, to which I replied: ”Yes, and they’ll be gone by tomorrow once I’ve mowed the lawn.”
”Why don’t you postpone mowing for a few days and let’s see how big they grow this year?”
”I’ll mow around them, how’s that suit you?”
This morning, after I’d mowed the front lawn I thought I’d have a bit of fun, so I fetched a red permanent marker pen and … well, you can see the result, and I left it at that.
Around 4:30 this afternoon Ems calls from the garden.” Dad, come and see this!”
”What is it? I’m busy.”
”It’s the toadstools. You won’t believe what’s happened to them! Bring your camera.”
Normally, I would be out my chair in a flash. However ….
”Ems, I’ve just sat down. I’m worn out. Take a picture with your camera.”
After a few more protestations, pleads and almost a whine she gave up. But then a few moments later the cursing began as someone realized she had been had!
By now I was nearly bursting with retrained laughter and then a red faced Ems appears at my office door.
”You sneaky sod!”