A drabble for your reading pleasure
It's a real drabble, honest. One hundred words.
As dreams go, it was a fruity one. I was pursuing Roderick Spode while astride a rhinoceros. I was bearing down on the chap, ready to use the horn to good effect, when a gentle cough awakened me.
Jeeves stood beside the bed, holding aloft a tray of the hot and steaming.
“Good morning, sir.”
I sat up and accepted his offering, restoring my tissues with a mouthful of Earl Grey.
“What sort of morning is it, Jeeves?”
“Inclement, sir.”
“Best to stay indoors, then?”
“Yes, sir.”
I patted the space beside me. “Climb aboard, Jeeves.”
“My thoughts exactly, sir.”
As dreams go, it was a fruity one. I was pursuing Roderick Spode while astride a rhinoceros. I was bearing down on the chap, ready to use the horn to good effect, when a gentle cough awakened me.
Jeeves stood beside the bed, holding aloft a tray of the hot and steaming.
“Good morning, sir.”
I sat up and accepted his offering, restoring my tissues with a mouthful of Earl Grey.
“What sort of morning is it, Jeeves?”
“Inclement, sir.”
“Best to stay indoors, then?”
“Yes, sir.”
I patted the space beside me. “Climb aboard, Jeeves.”
“My thoughts exactly, sir.”