Small quack...

What’s this?

Why is Dilly having tea with THAT woman…well, THAT duck actually, but I think you know what I mean. Doesn’t Dilly know about Dubby and her/she/it? No, of course not, she can’t do otherwise I’m pretty sure that the feathers would fly. She wouldn’t be sitting there calmly having a cup of tea with her, smiling, making small quack.

Scarlet woman… well very nearly, she really is a very bright shade of pink.

By the way, the bright pink duck IS the barmaid at the Drunken Drake, and her name (as you might expect) is Delilah. Apparently she’s very popular with the customers at the Drake, particularly the men. That must have been where Dubby met her, although I never had him down as much of a drinker. Even in his Elvis phase Dubby generally drank soft drinks, maybe a sherry at Christmas, but usually the strongest tipple he’d take was a glass of dandelion and burdock.

Dilly seems to be getting on pretty well with Delilah though doesn’t she? They’re both on their second cup of tea and Delilah seems to never stop talking, she certainly seems to be very excited about something, Dilly can hardly get a word in.

Wait, I think they’ve finished. Dilly’s thanking her for coming and they ‘must do it again some time’, Delilah’s leaving, there she’s gone. Poor Dilly looks exhausted, I’m not surprised - Delilah could talk the hind leg off of a donkey, although what you would do with a Donkey’s hind leg once you’d talked it off has always been a mystery to me.

That’s it Dilly have a rest, a little quiet time, another cup of tea and a nice Nice biscuit. You kept the biscuits well hidden when Delilah was here, perhaps you’re not as friendly as you appear to be. Go on Dilly, have a nice cup of tea and a rest before Dubby and the children get home.

Poor Dilly, if she only knew.