June was still mad at Georges. She just saw him pushing his walker, his new paramour by his side.

Alright, the tart was better than her at Scrabble! But she stank like an old trout.

''I'm going out to buy meself a new perfume,' she announced to Agatha.

'You can't go, we are in lockdown, remember?'' Agatha warned.

''I don't care, I want this new perfume everyone has been talking about lately.''

''I'm telling you, you can't, but what's the name, I'll order it online for you.''

''Coveed-Nineteen.''

Agatha simply stared ahead, speechless, a disbelieving look on her face.

Drabble published May 01, 2020 21:59

Frenchie almost 4 years ago

I am trying to lighten the mood without lightening the seriousness of the present situation. As you have guessed, June might not be the brightest one of our intrepid trio. More to come.
Neville Hunt almost 4 years ago

Mood suitably lightened, Frenchie! Love the old trout simile... not only am I in the zone, but I’m wrinkling my nose too!😕
Frenchie almost 4 years ago

🤣 Neville, as Irene would say, age is only a number. I am fast approaching a big 0 too. I should change my profile pic, it is an old one. 😇
Neville Hunt almost 4 years ago

0! Mrs H has an 0 in the month but her planned party had to be zeroed! We’re all struggling to work out what to do for her to make it special... but she’ll always be sixteen to me.

Re your profile pic... the current one is really great, but if you do decide to update it, I am sure it will be equally intriguing. Happy nth birthday when it comes 🥳
shaun almost 4 years ago

Brilliant. Poor Agatha, though. I feel there are going to be many moments such as this.

Coveed-Nineteen... (C.R.H3)