Phoning Home

The chessmen don't have cell phones
and the landline's just for kings.
And queens. And sometimes bishops.
Oh, and rooks and knights and things.

So if the pawns, at Christmas,
want to phone a distant friend
or family, they've no choice but
to queue for hours on end

at the only public phone box
within miles of their board.
So, let's wish them Merry Christmas
and mince pies as their reward.

© Celia Warren 2015

This is the latest in the adventures of my chessmen. The last one was here.

Our daughter arrived home around midnight last night - just as I was finishing my big, snow-scene 1000-piece jigsaw (see Extra)! Son due to arrive some time today.