Chez Clix

All was not well at Cafe Chez Clix tonight.

Dinner was progressing well when Toots decided that her pasta was not mixed well enough.

So she went in search of Chef MrsClix.

Trouble was MrsClix was washing up, loading the washing machine, tidying up, doing multiple things as Mums have to do.

Chef MrsClix misunderstood the request and Toots came wailing back into the living room.

MrClix duly stepped in and mixed the pasta but there was a lot of sniffing still to be done as the rest of the meal was relished.

Pip meanwhile had taken all this in her stride and never batted an eyelid during Toots leaving the table, having a stramash, and returning to the table.

However, the little sobs fomr Toots at the table obviously disturbed the gentle dinner manners of Pip. For each sniff emitted from Toots Pip raised one finger to her lips and "Shhhhhhh".

Such table manners.

Must invite the Queen for tea.