fenman_1950
Honey Problems
“Wowsers, Sky, what have you been up to? You look shattered.” Asked Bertie as he watched his friend still struggling with a jar of honey.
“I’ve been trying to sort out a problem we have, Bertie. At the moment the problem is winning.”
“Is it anything to do with that jar of honey, and all these tools, Sky?”
“It is all to do with these tools and this jar of honey, plus all the other jars of honey we have in hiding.”
“I borrowed some from Posh rather than start my own honey this morning. I think it was older and I didn’t want his jars to go out of date and then him have to throw it away.”
“That is very good of you, Bertie, to think about Posh’s honey and how bad he would feel having to throw some away. It does not, however, help me to solve this problem any more than all these tools have done.”
“Hello, Bertie, Sky, looks like the man is going to use his picture taking thingy again. What are you doing, Sky?” Asked Posh as he joined his friends sitting down beside them.
“We have a problem, Posh. The people the man buys his groceries from have either changed or they have changed the honey they are supplying. The problem is that I can’t seem to get the top off the jars. I have tried three or it could have been two, I’m not that good at counting, but I do know that I couldn’t get to the honey.”
“I see, yes, it is a different size jar, I can see that. Have you tried the thing that wraps around the top of the jar and sometimes opens it?”
“Of course, it didn’t help. You try and see if you can move it, Posh. You are bigger and stronger than me so you might be able to open it.”
“Very well, you hold onto the jar, Sky, and I’ll try and remove the lid.” Said Posh Bear as he grasped the lid and tried to turn it.
“No, sorry Sky, I can’t move it. We’ll have to come up with another way to open the jar.” Said Posh.
“Can I try, Sky, I might be able to open it for you?” Asked Bertie.
“If Posh can’t open it then I don’t think you’ll be able to, Bertie. I could ask Buttons to open it but he wants to have half the jar every time he opens one.” Said Sky scratching his head with his paw.
“Well, tell him he can’t have half the jar after he has opened it, Sky. Just say that it is wrong to take advantage like that.” Said Bertie trying not to grin.
“Bertie, have you seen the size of that bear? If he says Easter is in December this year, I’m not telling him it isn’t. He is a bit of a grump at any time and anyway, it wouldn’t improve his mood telling him he couldn’t have some honey.” Said Sky now looking desperate.
“Are you sure I can’t try and open it for you, Sky? I wouldn’t want half a jar in payment.” Said Bertie softly.
“I know, Bertie and thank you for your kind offer but I honestly feel that if Posh has tried and I have tried, and failed, then it is going to take someone extra strong to get this open. I wonder if the shop we get our honey from sells a honey jar opener. Maybe that is the answer.” Said Sky slightly brightening up at the idea.
“That would be good long term, Sky, but that won’t help you right now.” Said Posh Bear.
“Thanks Posh, that has really cheered me up. Which school did you go to, to learn such tact and diplomacy? Here comes the man and he is ready for the picture I think.” Said Sky trying to smile and failing.
The photograph taken the bears waited until the man began clear things away before they too started to move. Bertie picked up the jar of honey in his paws, placed it between his leg paws and gripped it tightly then took hold of the lid and twisted. There was a slight hiss, and the lid came off.
“Sky, you need to be careful when you take your jar of honey back as the lid is off.” He said smugly.
“But how, what did you do, how did that…? Stammered Sky.
“It was easy, you just need the knack. Let us go back to your stock and then I’ll show you how it is done on two more jars, one for Posh and the other for me.”
“But, but two jars?” Asked Sky in astonishment.
“Yes, Sky, I think it is about time you began sharing like the rest of us. It is the only way you are going to get any more honey.” Said Bertie firmly.
“I’m going to really enjoy this jar of honey.” Said Posh bear smiling. “A jar of Sky’s honey, that is a first!”
Honey Problems
“Wowsers, Sky, what have you been up to? You look shattered.” Asked Bertie as he watched his friend still struggling with a jar of honey.
“I’ve been trying to sort out a problem we have, Bertie. At the moment the problem is winning.”
“Is it anything to do with that jar of honey, and all these tools, Sky?”
“It is all to do with these tools and this jar of honey, plus all the other jars of honey we have in hiding.”
“I borrowed some from Posh rather than start my own honey this morning. I think it was older and I didn’t want his jars to go out of date and then him have to throw it away.”
“That is very good of you, Bertie, to think about Posh’s honey and how bad he would feel having to throw some away. It does not, however, help me to solve this problem any more than all these tools have done.”
“Hello, Bertie, Sky, looks like the man is going to use his picture taking thingy again. What are you doing, Sky?” Asked Posh as he joined his friends sitting down beside them.
“We have a problem, Posh. The people the man buys his groceries from have either changed or they have changed the honey they are supplying. The problem is that I can’t seem to get the top off the jars. I have tried three or it could have been two, I’m not that good at counting, but I do know that I couldn’t get to the honey.”
“I see, yes, it is a different size jar, I can see that. Have you tried the thing that wraps around the top of the jar and sometimes opens it?”
“Of course, it didn’t help. You try and see if you can move it, Posh. You are bigger and stronger than me so you might be able to open it.”
“Very well, you hold onto the jar, Sky, and I’ll try and remove the lid.” Said Posh Bear as he grasped the lid and tried to turn it.
“No, sorry Sky, I can’t move it. We’ll have to come up with another way to open the jar.” Said Posh.
“Can I try, Sky, I might be able to open it for you?” Asked Bertie.
“If Posh can’t open it then I don’t think you’ll be able to, Bertie. I could ask Buttons to open it but he wants to have half the jar every time he opens one.” Said Sky scratching his head with his paw.
“Well, tell him he can’t have half the jar after he has opened it, Sky. Just say that it is wrong to take advantage like that.” Said Bertie trying not to grin.
“Bertie, have you seen the size of that bear? If he says Easter is in December this year, I’m not telling him it isn’t. He is a bit of a grump at any time and anyway, it wouldn’t improve his mood telling him he couldn’t have some honey.” Said Sky now looking desperate.
“Are you sure I can’t try and open it for you, Sky? I wouldn’t want half a jar in payment.” Said Bertie softly.
“I know, Bertie and thank you for your kind offer but I honestly feel that if Posh has tried and I have tried, and failed, then it is going to take someone extra strong to get this open. I wonder if the shop we get our honey from sells a honey jar opener. Maybe that is the answer.” Said Sky slightly brightening up at the idea.
“That would be good long term, Sky, but that won’t help you right now.” Said Posh Bear.
“Thanks Posh, that has really cheered me up. Which school did you go to, to learn such tact and diplomacy? Here comes the man and he is ready for the picture I think.” Said Sky trying to smile and failing.
The photograph taken the bears waited until the man began clear things away before they too started to move. Bertie picked up the jar of honey in his paws, placed it between his leg paws and gripped it tightly then took hold of the lid and twisted. There was a slight hiss, and the lid came off.
“Sky, you need to be careful when you take your jar of honey back as the lid is off.” He said smugly.
“But how, what did you do, how did that…? Stammered Sky.
“It was easy, you just need the knack. Let us go back to your stock and then I’ll show you how it is done on two more jars, one for Posh and the other for me.”
“But, but two jars?” Asked Sky in astonishment.
“Yes, Sky, I think it is about time you began sharing like the rest of us. It is the only way you are going to get any more honey.” Said Bertie firmly.
“I’m going to really enjoy this jar of honey.” Said Posh bear smiling. “A jar of Sky’s honey, that is a first!”