Sunday Writing Prompt – Mr Allsopp’s Home Delivery Service.

Michael is filling in for Yves over at MLMM for this week’s Sunday Writing Prompt.

Bernard Allsopp was a bear of a man. The kids loved to see his van outside their house as it meant a new brother or sister.
George Wainright wasn’t too happy though.
Amy and Richard Somers already had eight children, and when Mr Allsopp’s van pulled up outside, he had visions of yet another wailing infant, sleepless nights, and endless nappies on the line, though he had to admit, the kids were all well behaved, polite and well presented.
With a sigh, he pushed his curtains closed and went to make himself some tea.

Just as he was reaching for the gingernuts, his doorbell went.
Bemused and a little confused, he put the chain across and gingerly opened the door to see an equally bemused and confused Mr Allsopp on his doorstep.
‘Sorry to bother you,’ Mr Allsopp said, ‘but they appear to be out, and I have a special delivery for them. I don’t suppose I could impose on you to take it in could I?’
George was flabbergasted.
‘You’re joking right? For all I know they’re on holiday for a fortnight! What the hell am I supposed to do with a baby?’
Mr Allsopp removed his cap and scratched his head.
‘This one’s a little different, and it’s more than one. I can’t leave them on the doorstep, and there’s no-one else on my delivery sheet to entrust. I’m afraid you’re it George.’
Pushing the door forward to release the chain, he said
‘You’d better come in then. Tea?’
‘Please,’ he replied.

Over tea and gingernuts, George learned a lot about Mr Allsopp, and was surprised how he came to be in the job he was. Bernard explained he’d never married or had children of his own, so this was right up his street as he had all the excitement, but none of the pitfalls!
The two men chuckled. It sounded a good job.
‘What have you got to deliver then, boys or girls?’
‘Three boys and two girls’
‘FIVE??????’ George shouted.
‘Calm down George. They’re kittens, not humans. The family cat got caught by the local Tom. He’s paid for his dalliance by having the snip, but Kitty got a reprieve from Him Upstairs and will be allowed to keep these babies.’
George waited for Bernard to collect the box from his van and bring it in.
He peeped inside and his heart went all floppy.
‘I count 6.’ he said.
‘Yeah, that’s why it’s a special delivery. One’s for you.’

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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10 Responses to Sunday Writing Prompt – Mr Allsopp’s Home Delivery Service.

  1. Michael says:

    Well that was a delightful response Di, well done to you.Cats? Not puppies?

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