First thing this morning it looked today was going to be fairly average. Got up, messed about in the garden, came in, messed about inside, had breakfast, messed about in the garden. That kind of thing. I was having a pretty good game of Giant Twig all by myself too.
Giant Twig is a relatively recent game I’ve made up, now I’m a bit bigger. Little Twig has been a long-running amusement, but They no longer bother about Little Twig, so it has lost some appeal. However, I have discovered a pile of Giant Twigs on top of a table in the garden. Pulling them out and chewing them up on the lawn is pretty good fun all on its own, but the Advanced version of the game involves seeing how many Giant Twigs you can remove from the pile before one of Them comes out to join you.
This morning I scored three-and-a-half – one of the Giant Twigs wasn’t that giant – before He came out and removed all of my Giant Twigs, including the ones on the table! Git.
I protested (violently) but to no avail. He tried to buy me off with a game of BlueBallThing which sort-of worked, but wasn’t the same. I decided that the edge had definitely gone off the day, and it would be all downhill from here.
How wrong I was.