Better Not Upset Her

Which way do we go now?  says Arthur.

It's up to you dear, says Mrs Hume. You can take the scenic route through the hills or the awful ugly route though the suburbs.

The awful ugly route sounds good, says Arthur. Which way's that?

 Right, sniffs Mrs Hume.

The sniffing has unexpected results.

Whatever is that smell? says Mrs Hume. It smells like socks. Or cheese.

Cheese, says Arthur, feeling in his pocket.

It really is time he threw that milk away. He rolls the window down and chucks it out.

Arthur dear!, says Mrs Hume. Don't litter.

Arthur puts his foot down hard on the accelerator.

Are you sure you know how to drive? says Mrs Hume.

It's easy, says Arthur. I drove a Jeep last week, my first time ever.

At least you have a licence then, says Mrs Hume.

Oh yes, says Arthur.

Better not upset her even more.

.........

Sweezus and Belle et Bonne are taking the scenic route. It's hard work pedalling up the hills.

At least we don't have to carry the surfboards, says Belle et Bonne.

Yeah, it's brilliant, says Sweezus. But we'll have to carry them on the way back. Lucky we've both got these.

He reaches down and pats his surfboard carrier attachment.

Sweezie, says Belle et Bonne, catching sight of his new yellow leather bracelet. Did Arthur give you that?

Yep, says Sweezus. Cool isn't it.

And you're going to wear it when you go surfing? says Belle.

Course I am, says Sweezus.

Just be careful, says Belle et Bonne. You don't want it to go all stiff.

Dear Belle et Bonne, says Sweezus. Don't tell me that you're jealous!

Of course not, Sweezie dear, says Belle et Bonne. I'm never jealous.