It’s some time since I had a little moan about Bear and, in all fairness, he hasn’t been too bad these last months.
However, our weekly lunches à deux at the local restaurant often turn into an opportunity for him to let off steam.
Take today: he suddenly launched into the usual invective aimed at Whale, CC and Jay but mostly Whale.
“He should be in a home”
“I can’t bear the sight of him”.
“I refuse to eat at the table with him.”
“You spend more time lookng after him than you do looking after me.”
When I protested that I hardly spend any time with Whale – although he does call me more often than he used to but, as a rule, it’s only for things that can be done quite quickly – Bear came out with his latest idea:-
“Alright, I’m going to do a time and motion study on you to prove it!”
It seemed better not to say that he might have trouble doing that since he gets up much later than I do and sleeps for most of the afternoon.