Hugh Hamilton
"Which one is the door bell?" asked Ben as he gazed at the various buttons, whistles and dangling ropes.
"Dunno," said Hugh and pressed a little green button.
A man climbed out of a concealed hole in the lawn holding a drinks tray. He urgently hurried over to Hugh and Ben and knelt down on one knee. Hugh shrugged and plucked a martini from the tray. Eventually Ben followed suit and the man quickly retreated into his hole. They returned their attention to the door and were surprised to see a huge sign reading "doorbell" just above their heads.
"Ah," said Ben and pressed the relevant button, whistle and/or dangling rope.
The door, which was a few golf balls away from being functional, slid and constricted itself open. A smartly dressed butler stared at them expectantly.
No comments:
Post a Comment