Crisp, my aged companion, loved old things. I’m sure it was the reason she kept me around. I was reliable, and she felt safe with me.
The arched bridge at CCC48 was one such structure. Her map detailed the history of the bridge going back to medieval times, the arch was a marvellous example of the architecture of the time.
“Just think,” she said “we are standing on a bridge that’s stood here for hundreds of years. Made to last it was.”
Crisp being naturally curious, ventured a step too close to the edge and before we knew it, she’d toppled into the pond.
I rushed to help her, thankfully, the pool was only a foot deep, and she was soon standing looking wet and bedraggled.
She let out a gasp, spat out a mouthful of pond and said:” Well don’t just stand there looking gormless, give me a hand.”
Written for: https://crispinakemp.com/2019/10/09/crimsons-creative-challenge-48/
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Poor lady! No fun getting a dunking in dirty pool water.
No one does sacrifice one’s dignity.
Indeed, too true.
That water might be shallow, but it can be quite a shock when you fall in… as my daughter discovered at 3 years old. Although it wasn’t this bridge, it was this river.
Poor Crisp. Dignity dampened too, no doubt.
Wounded considerably I would say.
Is Crisp a sensitive soul? You’ll have to buy her a drink and talk of something, anything, other than her embarrassing tumble 🙂
I was thinking a stiff drink and a warm fire.
Stiff drink sounds good. Warm fire… is it still winter-cold where you are?
It’s a coolish day I’m sure she’d appreciate the gesture.
Indeedy. And very kind of you.
It was such an entertaining read. I love to follow their adventures around😁
Thanks so much.
Poor Crisp
Poor Crisp’s pride was the most wounded, I am sure. Good thing you were there to lend her a hand…