Normally on Saturdays the senior man servant comes over and stays with us for the day. This weekend there was a change in the routine. He did not come over and nor did I see the blue bag come in that the servants use to go away. I remained concerned at this change.
Man and lady servant busied themselves around the house. Clearing out cupboards, putting lots of things in plastic bags and declaring ‘those are ready for the charity shop’. I also saw that they made up the beds in the spare room which they used over Christmas when senior man servant stayed with us. Perhaps he is going to stay with us again?
On Sunday I found out what was happening. The blue bag did not come in to be packed but two smaller ones that gave the game away about the servants going away again. Any worries I had about my care were immediately ameliorated when the senior man servant arrived with his suitcase.
Great! I was going to have constant company while the servants are away.
Man servant’s mood lifted on Saturday at about three thirty. He had selected two horses running at somewhere to do with a fantasy racing game he is in. I wonder what other fantasies he is involved with? I know mine are all about kibble. Sorry, I digressed. His two selections came first and second so he was very pleased as at last he may no longer be in last place in the league. Sadly, it appears that everyone else in the league had chosen the same horses with the same result and so he is still languishing in last place. It is embarrassing for him as he is meant to be an expert in matters of the turf. He was reminded of this at the stables on Sunday quite vehemently.
Sod’s law I assume if it is related to the turf.
His spirits were lifted on Sunday evening when he saw that his favourite club, Arsenal, had won their Premiership match convincingly. He is a bit of a closet fan of the team as he is reluctant to declare support for a football team in light of his dimished ability with choosing horses.