Cricket

I have a cricket. No! worse! I bought a cricket! So, in the evening I have a task. When I hear the cricket in the balcony, always at sunset, I must catch it and put it into a box. My balcony is on the fifth floor and the neighbours would hear it and my wife would be very, very upset if they couldn’t sleep at night. So, I have a tiny problem. It lasts for a week and I am already sick, tired, weary of this hunting all evenings and because the cricket is smart in hiding. Yesterday I lost my patience and hosed the cricket at the back of the pots but I didn’t catch it. I gave up and went to my wife and told her I had hosed the cricket and had given up. She only said: «Oh poor thing! It must have its tiny wings drenched!»

I burst out laughing!!!!

This is my Balcony: My garden, my passion

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