“Yes, all right, dear”, she said resigned to the fact, and then in a lower voice meant only for herself, “at least I tried”. Daisy heard her and shot her a quizzical look, but wanted to get out into the garden, so ignored it.
“What are you two up to?” she shouted as the plane approached from her right.
“Stay there, no closer!” shouted Tony holding up a hand in a policeman’s stop sign as the drone flashed between them at head-height and climbed steeply. She continued to approach them.
“What are you playing at?” she asked smiling broadly. “Is this some sort of game?” She looked to her left where two sheets of newspaper, stapled together had been Sellotaped between two bamboo poles at ground level.
Ronnie thought it better to say nothing, but Tony eventually said, “Yes, sort of. The plane
