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What do you think about chickens?
Most days, not a lot to be honest. I mean I
like them… but I have been known to eat them. I feel a bit bad about eating
something I like.
Would you rather eat something you don’t
like?
That’s not what I mean.
What DO you mean?
I want to eat what I like but not eat
something I feel attachment to.
I think Buddhists say attachment is a no-no
in ALL cases.
Am I a Buddhist?
Is this conversation going anywhere?
It’s going to go on the blog, once it’s
finished.
I’ve finished.
No you haven’t.
Have.
You haven’t – you haven’t answered my
question.
I have!
Look, I’m thinking of getting some chickens
and I want your opinion.
Chickens? You must be crazy! This is an office!
I’ve got a dog.
And?
Well, if I can have a dog, I can have
chickens.
He might chase them.
I’ll teach him not to.
You can’t even stop him eating your shoelaces.
He’ll grow out of it.
You’ll need a chicken hutch.
I’ve found one.
Where?
In the village: in the antique shop.
There’s an antique shop in the village?
It’s an antique village.
What colour is it?
The village?
No: the hutch.
Blue.
Blue is good, does it have four little legs
to stand on?
The chicken?
The hutch!
Yes.
Get it, get some new shoelaces too whilst
you’re out.
I’ll get a chicken too.
That’s MY job.
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4 comments:
Hi - take a break from the madness...
Check out this new crop circle in Wiltshire. Great music. Created by Humans for the enjoyment of Aliens, I think ;-)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nH0UALWHoqQ
Mary x
Mary - are you suggesting that I and the blog have gone mad?
No
Not at all. I'm saying that
it's a mad, mad, mad, mad world.
You, me,... the blog are relatively sane.
Mx
'relatively'!
My mum did a personality test as part of her teacher training and they told her that she was so normal she was abnormal.
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