She Remembers One Of Her Horses

[poliphilo]

My mother: What's that?

Me: It's a barometer.

My Mother: Whose is it?

Me: It's yours.

My mother: I don't think I've ever seen it before. Where was it?

Me: (pointing) It used to hang there. Now it's hanging here.

My mother: What are you doing with it?

Me: The plaque fell off and I'm glueing it back on.

My mother: I don't recognise it.

Me: It was a prize. Soleil Dancer won it at a race in Lingfield in 1994.

My Mother: (face lights up) Ah... Soleil Dancer...