A Tale of Snowmen II

I’m moderately pleased that Blue Monster is coming to terms with a Revue Monster and displaying a more relaxed attitude but I feel there may be a little more effort required for Green Monster.

In the meantime why not try your hand at reviewing part two of A Tale of Snowmen.

A Tale of Snowmen II

While sensible adults went to work or shopping or just stayed in the warm, the children and a few of their friends continued crafting ever more complicated snowmen with the help of a plastic kitchen spatula. They were saddened when a snowball attack perpetrated by rival snowmen builders from a few houses away decapitated the largest snowman in the family they had built. However they rallied and replaced the damaged head although they had to construct a system of scaffolding to hold it in place. It’s amazing how useful a handful of sticks can be. Then they had to cover the repairs with a scarf.

The ultimate piece of sculpture came in the form of a baby snowman called ‘Ice-a-belle’ which was held in the arms of one of the large snowmen, or perhaps in this case snow-women.

Providing that it’s not a sexist comment.

At about that point some of their friends indicated that they would like the snowmen in their own gardens to join the family. The children considered the problem of moving snowmen and came up with a plan. They used a piece of wire to cut the figures from the ground before easing them onto the red plastic sledge and transporting them to the waiting snowman family.

Much or indeed most of this happened without the knowledge of most of the parents who were not greatly involved anyway.

In fact the father of the siblings did not discover most of the details for more than 10 years, maybe 15.

Although his wife had told him that some people had taken photographs he was amazed to learn that his children had taken to selling ice tokens to allow people, usually teenagers, to be towed around the relatively small front garden in a red plastic sledge pulled by his daughter.

The tokens were created by squashing small snowballs between their hands until an ice disc was produced. These were then sold for the princely sum of 10 or 20 pence to the patrons by the young brother and the young girl from the house next door. They had their own ticket office located beneath the rhododendron bush and dispersed tokens through the fence.

The children enjoyed themselves and even earned a small amount of cash. But the father was stunned to learn that on one occasion his garden had been visited by a small group of six or seven Japanese tourists who had happily taken photographs. This information was finally imparted by his daughter many years later. She also believed that one of these tourists was tempted onto the sledge for the grand tour.

Apparently she never learned about the display of snowmen or why they had taken the time or trouble to visit.

She did not worry about it. She just enjoyed the look of dismay on her father’s face when she related the tale.

Posted: Wednesday, January 28th, 2009 @ 9:50 pm
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