Strolling along the road on my way to the rice field I chanced apon my good buddy, Joe Piggles. Joe in his inimitable inimitableness was riding his unicycle and as usual was wearing his pride and joy, his 'Cat in the hat' hat.
'Hi Joe Piggles, how are you on this fine day?' said I.
'I am good, I am just riding along on my unicycle here and wearing my pride and joy. And how you be gallant fellow?' said Joe.
'I am goodly'.
'Where are you going Joe Piggles?'
'To the new round-a-bout on Greek and Haybean streets, I hear it's quite a good one'.
'Yes, I have heard that' said I. Actually I hadn't but you know how it is...
'Did you know that in Japan they don't have round-a-bouts?'
'NO, I did not. How odd and overly unusual. No round-a-bouts...' said Joe Piggles and then going into one of his brief trances. After which he said:
'I hope to see me a few cars go through there today'.
'Well I am sure you will' said I.
'Then I am going to my Aunt Mable's place to have a cup of tea and a natter'
'Oh great, please give her my warmest regards and best wishes'
'Oh that I will, indeed and alrighty then'
'Well I must go to the rice field Joe Piggles, have yourself a good day.'
'And you too gallant fellow. May the dark lord of the night not awaken the dogs of extremeliness and do nasty things to your front porch' said Joe Piggles.
He said funny things like that sometimes. I always wondered if he is making it up or has read too much Shakespeare which he has quite a healthy liking to. Never-the-less it is those small things in life that make the coming of the sun so much more pleasant and worthwhile everyday.
And there we parted, a brief encounter, probably soon to be forgotten but just one of many that string together the larger pictures of our lives.
Cups of tea for all.