Advent Day 10

'There had better something good in today's Advent Box,' I say, stumbling into the dark to put the hens to bed. I've only just got home from work. It has been a bit of a day.
'We haven't had time to put ANYTHING in the box today,' say Primrose and Daisy together. 'We have been laying eggs.'
' I know,' I say, 'and may I say that you are getting very good at it. Whichever one of you is laying.'
'It's difficult to say,' says Daisy, 'because we share the nest box at night...'
'What with it being very chilly these days...' says Primrose.
'...and when we get up in the morning...' says Daisy.
'...the egg is there!' says Primrose.
'...we haven't worked out who is doing the popping,' says Daisy.
'...could be either of us,' says Primrose.
'Well,' I say, 'either way, I'm having some for tea this evening, scrambled and atop a bagel, and i think they shall be very nice.'
Primrose and Daisy stare at each other, aghast.
'You EAT them?' says Daisy.
'Of course,' I say.
'That's just disgusting,' says Primrose. 'You do know where they come from, don't you?'
'I do,' I say. 'But what else am I supposed to do with them?'
Primrose shrugs. 'Oh, I don't know. Juggle them? Put paper ears on them and turn them into pet bunnies?'
'Anything but eat them,' says Daisy.

'Actually, what I could really do with is something sweet and comforting,' I say. 'We've got Ofsted coming in tomorrow. Everyone at school is going nuts.'
'Are you going nuts?' says Daisy.
'Not because Ofsted are coming in,' I say. 'My marking and data are all up to date, I know what I'm doing this week, my class room is tidy and organised. It's everyone else. You would think God is visiting and people are going to die the way everyone is carrying on.'
'Tense times, eh?' says Primrose.
'Indeed,' I say.
'In that case,' says Primrose, 'tomorrow we shall put two special things in the Advent Box to help you get through to the end of the week.'
'Will one of them be chocolate?' I say.
'Indeed,' says Daisy.
'That's all I ask,' I say.

Ofsted, here I come...