Village Tales

Fictitional Tales about a fictitional Village not far from here........................ 

Queenie was poring over Hagar (Shouldn't that be "pawing" - Ed) (No it shouldn't, that's just wishful thinking on your part!) as she'd realised she'd been "poked" by Hagar. Firstly it came as a shock to her, as she'd never been "poked" before, and in all honesty she never felt a thing (Well the weather is turning colder, at least that's my excuse - Ed). Anyway, Queenie was wondering whether to respond to the poking or not, when her work colleague turned up for work, late as usual. "You'll never guess why I'm late, honestly you won't". Queenie thought for a moment before realising this was going to be a pointless conversation, as despite having the conversation just about every day for the last five years, her companion was right, she wasn't ever going to guess. So, this time instead of playing the game, she simply said "You're right. I won't guess. So why not just tell me and we can get on with doing some work?" Well, that threw the work colleague completely, "Aren't you even going to try and guess?" "No, not this time!". "Spoilsport, well I'm going to tell you anyway, I've been accosted, no not accosted, more molested than accosted, by Hagar!" Queenie change from a totally disinterested person to the exact opposite, as this was the same person who'd "poked" her. "What do you mean, molested?" she asked her colleague. "Well it was like this, I'd just come out of the shop and there he was right in front of me. Before I knew anything he'd molested me. He waved his finger at me, then thrust it at me shouting something about the advert we put in the Village Magazine and how his computer couldn't handle it, and all the time he kept thrusting his finger at me." Well, Queenie was indeed taken aback by this news, and now really wasn't sure about how to respond to being "poked" by Hagar, so she thought she's share the poking with her colleague. "You'll never guess, I've been poked by Hagar also, only yesterday." "What, he had a go at you too?" "Oh no, he poked me as a friend, you know, on the computer, on that Facebook thing, you can poke people. But it's a strange coincidence if he's poking me electronically and you physically don't you think?" 

Meanwhile, as this conversation was taking place, Hagar had  finished his daily shopping in the village shop and was walking his dog around the No Staff Inn car park when he bumped into Itsin, who was having a rare holiday from work. Itsin didn't have many holidays from work, as he was a keen and highly motivated employee of the Rising Sun company and couldn't bear to be away from his desk. But every now and then the management, afraid of falling foul of European Working Time Regulations, made him have a day off. This being the case, he was kicking his heels wandering around the village waiting for tomorrow to come so he could go back to work. "Morning Hagar, what's happening in your world today?" "Well," replied Hagar, "I've just had to accost that woman who works with Queenie for messing me about with her advert in the village mag. She's causing me to do WORK, and that's a four letter word in my book!" Itsin looked puzzled, "Isn't it a four letter word in everybody's book?" "Oh you know what I mean, anyway I told her good and proper and I've put her straight. I won't be having any more trouble with that one!" "Talking of that, doesn't she work with Queenie, the one you poked?" "Indeed she does" replied Hagar, "I'm still waiting for a reply to my poke, but I haven't given up hope yet." Itsin again looked puzzled, as despite working for the Rising Sun company at the leading edge of technology, he didn't really embrace it that much himself, so wasn't sure what the poking business on Facebook was all about. "So, tell me, exactly what sort of response or reaction are you expecting to get from your poking effort?" It was now Hagar's turn to look puzzled, "Well actually, I haven't a clue. I've never poked anyone before so I really don't know what to expect? Maybe I'll get poked back, or maybe my poke will be accepted, I really don't know. I only stumbled across poking by accident really!" "So did I but that was a long time ago!" muttered Itsin under his breath. "What was that?" said Hagar. "Oh nothing, I was just reminiscing to a bygone age. Good luck with you poke, I hope it all works out OK!" and with that Itsin carried on his way!