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You OK there, Monty ?
"Yes fine thanks Dad. I was just thinking ..."

Thinking what ?
"Well, we should find a few more chariots like mine. Maybe put spikes on the wheels..."

Yessss ?
"We could re-enact that chariot scene from Ben Hur. Yee haa. Giddyup. Woo hoo. Now that would be fun."

"Dad ?"
Yes Daisy ?

"I think you better go easy on those drugs you're feeding Monty."

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Lovely walk in the rain.

Alright there, Monty ?
"I guess so, Dad. The rain is refreshing."

My beautiful boy, you look a bit sad.
"Well I was thinking that a scratch might cheer me up, Dad."

Can do. How's this ?
*groans* "Ooh that's lovely."

And this ?
"Mmmm, very nice. I feel better now thanks Dad."


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Move, fools !

"One side, knaves."

"Step aside, ye scurvy dogs !"

"Move or I will squash you like a bug !"
What's all that grumbling there, Monty ?

"Oh, nothing Dad. Just feeling like a king after all my drugs and tablets."

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Full moon.

"Look Dad, it's a full moon. It brings out the wolf in me."
Does it really, Monty ?

"Oh yes, quite. Howling and running with the pack. Yes indeed."
Running with the pack, eh ?

Well just don't let 'The Pack' see you sitting in a pram marked 'Mothers Helper' then *snigger snigger*

"Dad ! Shhhh. Don't tell them. Promise ?"

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That's us.

Smile Monty ! That's us in the window.

"Sure, sure. Let's get moving Dad. I have places to go, things to do."

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Time to go home now Dad.

Another day, another walk in the park.
Poor old Monty has just had his Pentosan injection for his arthritis. It always picks him up a bit.

How are you feeling, Monty ?
"Good thanks Dad. That little bit of sun is nice."

Shall we walk a bit.
"Maybe a little."

"Dad. I'm cold and hungry now and it's time to go home.
OK, I'm hungry too. Let's go for hamburgers.
"Um, you will push me home, won't you Dad ?!"

Yes Monty. When I'm hungry, we go fast ! Jump in.

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Not walking ...

Another day, another walk.

I think Monty is starting to like his chariot just a bit too much.
Come on Monty. You walk for a bit.
"No thanks Dad. I'm enjoying the ride."

Alright. I'll push you a bit more.

How about now. Get out and walk you lazy lump.
"Ummmm, no thanks Dad. I'm alright here."

How about now ?
"No."

Now ?
"Hmm. No."

Well then I'll lift you out and leave you on the ground !
"Dad. Now you're being mean."

Well, walk for a bit then. You need some exercise.
"No no no no no."
Monty, you're a big sook.

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Lovely day continued...

Enjoying your stroll, Monty ?
"Oh yes Dad. There's lizards to chase and things to smell. Lovely, thank you."
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Lovely day.

"Ahh. Lovely day for a walk."
Sure is Monty, now get walking !
"No way, Dad. Push me in my chariot !"
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My old legs.

Up you come then, Monty. In the chariot.

"Thanks Dad. That's better for my old legs."
Jolly good.

"Push ! Faster !"
Yes Sir !

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Why walk ?

Come on Monty, you lazy lump. Walk ! You need exercise !
"But Dad. Why walk when I can ride ?"

Sigh. Jump in then and let's get going.
"Yay. Let's go for a spin."

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Off with his head !

*Hmm hmm* ''Off with his head.''

*Mmm mmm* ''Off with HER head !''
*Hmm hmm* ''Off with HIS head !!''

What's all that mumbling, Monty ?''
'''Oh, just practising Dad.''

Practising what exactly ?
''Practising my Lordly duties as befits one who drives a kingly chariot like mine, is all.''
Ah. OK. *snort* Carry on then.

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Not what I had in mind...

Oy you two ! That's Monty's chariot.

''We're taking a turn now. Push us !''
No way ! Out !
This is not what I had in mind for a walk.
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To the rescue...

''Dad. I don't want to walk. Where's my wheels ?!''

Hang on Monty, Joseph to the rescue.

Here I am, says Joseph. Up you come, Monty.
''Jolly good. Let's roll !''

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Joseph, Monty and the chariot

I'm taking nephew Joseph out for a walk today, with Monty and Daisy too of course.

There's Joseph and Monty. Lovely pose from both of them.

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Chariots of the ???

''Dad. Can we paint a name on this thing ? I'm thinking 'Chariots of Fire' or maybe 'Chariots of the Gods'. Whatdayathink ?''

Haha, well it has 'Mothers Choice' on the front already. Will that do ?

''Dad, don't mock my chariot !''
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Beep beep

''Beep beep ! Out of the way. We're coming through !''

Are you two having fun there ?
''Yes Dad, you bet !''

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Monty and Daisy in the chariot. Slice 4.

We're off to the park with Monty in his chariot.
Sadly, this is why we really need it.

"Dad. My feet hurt now. Can I ride ?"
Yes of course. Let me lift you up.

"Thanks Dad. I really like my chariot."
I'm pleased. You can thank Grandma for that.

You poor thing. Old, tired, sore feet, arthritis, surgery on that eye.
"Hungry too, Dad, you forgot hungry."
Oh yes, hungry too. How could I forget.
Let's head home for a hot dinner then.

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Monty and Daisy in the chariot. Slice 3.

We're all off to the park in Monty's new chariot.
Daisy seems quite happy in there too.

"Dad, don't stop pushing. This is great fun."
Yes Daisy-Mae.

I need to stop to take a picture of that ridiculous fringe, Daisy.
"How about this pose, Dad ?"
Lovey. *click*

Turn a bit more Daisy. Lovely. *click*

"Am I gorgeous, Dad ?"
Hmm , maybe after a bath and a brush.
Now let's get going. You two fat lumps need some exercise !

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Monty and Daisy in the chariot. Slice 2.

We're all off for a walk in The Park.
We always take Monty's chariot for when his poor old legs give way.

"This is fun Dad. It beats walking."
Yes Daisy.
"Dad, this is my chariot. Throw her out."
No Monty. Learn to share.

"Come on, Mum. Push !"
"Weee. Faster !"

That's enough, you two. You can both walk now.
"Yes Dad. I need to pee anyway."
"Me too Dad."

To be continued a little more. Do stand by...

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