Grumpy Frog.

Jogging along the towpath from Altrincham, I almost crossed swords with this fella.
He just wouldn't budge.
The conversation went nothing something like this.
Me: Hello Frog.
Frog: Are you a knight in shining armour?
Me: No, but I have been once in awhile. ...
Frog: Are you a handsome prince?
Me: No, but I had high hopes once.
Frog: Well then, Get lost, this is my patch.
As so we parted company, him ever hopeful of finding a princess to kiss him, whilst I didn't have the heart to tell him that I'd already found mine.