LOVE IS IN THE AIR
It has been observed that Mr Dusty Barkalot has not been himself lately.
At first it was thought that he was still sulking over the accusations of negligence, even though the hearing committee has totally exonerated him, but, that is not the reason for his loss of appetite and moody demeanor. His erratic behavior has been cause for concern for a number of his dear friends.The Lady at the big house was getting quite worried over Mr Dusty's health and sought to call for the assistance of the nice veterinary man, and, have Mr Dusty undergo a medical examination to find out what was ailing him.
Annie with Spade assured the Lady at the big house that calling out Mr Veterinary would not be necessary.
Annie explained that she thought Mr Dusty's problem was more to do with the state of his heart, not in a medical sense however, but more in the emotional sense.
It seems Mr Dusty has been noticed, on numerous occasions, sitting in Miss Gigi's cafe nursing a cup of hot frothy milk and daydreaming. He spends all his spare time there, and even pops his head in whilst on his rounds, just to make sure all is well, so he says. 
Now Miss Gigi is a very independent mademoiselle and has made it quite clear that she is not interested in forming an attachment with anyone. In fact she has announced that she is soon to be closing down her cafe and returning to Paris. She finds Hollyhock Hill a bit on the quiet side after spending her former years in the hustle and bustle of a large cosmopolitan city. Her plan is to reopen her cafe in her home town and settle there indefinitely.
But poor Mr Dusty is totally smitten. He has showered her with flowers and gifts to no avail, she is not impressed. Even his carefully penned love poems have not moved her heart.
But Mr Dusty is not giving up so easily, faint heart never won fair lady, he tells me, he is quite determined to win her over.
I myself though, think he should find a sweetheart closer to home, a nice well brought up country girl. These foreign females expect far too much, too much for us country boys to deliver. Why she expects to be showered with diamonds and pearls, a chauffeur driven limousine, and she parties well into the early hours of the morning. The cafe is opened late in the afternoons by her staff. Mademoiselle waltzes through the door in clouds of hot pink chiffon, greeting her patrons with daahrrrling zeez and daahrrrling zaat, as if she was a celebrity of the Moulin Rouge. She spends no less than an hour in front of the looking glass attending to her coiffure and only the very latest of fashions are considered. Gramophone records belt out the latest popular tunes and after midnight the champagne freely flows. Neighboring residents have lodged complaints, as the loud music is keeping them awake most nights. Why its enough to wake the dead they claim. These sorts of goings on are frowned upon in Hollyhock Hill.
I have decided to have a good heart to heart, man to man, chat with my good friend Mr Dusty and tell him whats what. I am wondering if he fancies himself in love due to the very delectable chocolate croissants served at the cafe, they do say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
Now if that is the case, and I am very sure it is, I will have saved my friend from a fate, far worse than death.
I am not sure if he is aware that the lovely Fraulein Issa, the new proprietor of the bakery, also bakes chocolate croissants, and hers are to die for.
Reported by Jovi Woofley
1 comments:
If Miss Gigi falls in love with Mr Dusty Barkalot, it will mean that Mr.Barkalot will leave Hollyhock hill, and go to Paris with Miss Gigi. Oh Nooooooo!
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