AN EASTER STORY, FROM EDITOR DES
Well, I read somewhere that lots of people eat fish on Good Friday, so I asked my guardian Pauline to make me a rod. I thought I knew where a rainbow trout might be lurking. It was a bit hot when I ventured out and I couldn’t find my cap, so I needed a sun bonnet. I found a little kerchiefy thing in Pauline’s bottom drawer and managed to make a really good one. Here I am landing my fish.
To my great shock, when I took it inside for Pauline to clean all she was interested in was my bonnet. She was so annoyed with me. She said, ‘DESMOND, WHERE DID YOU GET THAT FROM? DO YOU REALIZE WHAT IT IS??’ Well of course I didn’t have the faintest idea. She whipped it off my head and undid the knots. Turns out it was some rare, royal memento from when the Queen visited Tasmania in 1954. Honestly, it just looked like an old hanky to me. It will be OK if she irons it anyway.
She does over react sometimes. Well I had to clean and scale the trout myself. Oh my word, what a horrible, smelly job. I won’t be doing that again!
We put my fish in the freezer for later. Pauline seemed to get over her crabbiness and a few days later she even took me up to the village as a treat. While we were in the antiques centre she plonked a ridiculous hat on me. She said, ‘Here’s the perfect Easter bonnet for you, Editor Des.’ It was called a retro fascinator, and cost a bomb! Before I could get it off she took my damn photo.
She was just getting her own back I think. We went off and had coffee together, and made up. She’s not a bad old soul really. It must be hard for an elderly woman to have a feisty teenager like me to look after. I took a selfie.
We decided to create lots more Easter bonnets when we got home. Here are a few pics. Hope you like them.
Even little Miss Wombat got an Easter bonnet of sorts. The whole thing turned out to be lots of fun really.
Oh yes, and my fish cooked up a treat. (used the clay bake method) I ate it with all my own produce, and an egg laid especially for me. I was going to invite my girlfriend Milly, but I only had one fish. And one egg. Never mind, I’ll try to catch two trout for Easter Sunday.
Guess what? This is the perfect Easter Bonnet for Pauline Conolly! Because everyone knows she’s as mad as a Hatter. Hahaha.
Here is a lovely song by a lady called Miss Judy Garland. Put on Your Easter Bonnet.
May the dear old Easter Bunny be good to you all. Goodbye. xxxx
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And here is another Easter story I wrote, The Easter Egg Hunt