Троє в одному човні (як не рахувати собаки) = Three Men in a Boat (to Say Nothing of the Dog)

Та й я теж вiдчував, що крапелька пiдiгрiтого вiскi зi скибочкою лимона буде корисна для моеi печiнки; отож, за спiльною згодою, обговорення планiв вiдклали на завтрашнiй вечiр, i учасники зборiв, понадягавши капелюхи, вийшли надвiр.

Chapter Three

Arrangements settled – Harris’s method of doing work – How the elderly family-man puts up a picture – George makes a sensible remark – Delights of early morning bathing – Provisions for getting upset.

So, on the following evening, we again assembled, to discuss and arrange our plans.

Harris said:

“Now, the first thing to settle is what to take with us. Now, you get a bit of paper and write down, J., and you get the grocery catalogue, George, and somebody give me a bit of pencil, and then I’ll make out a list.”

That’s Harris all over – so ready to take the burden of everything himself, and put it on the backs of other people.

He always reminds me of my poor Uncle Podger. You never saw such a commotion up and down a house, in all your life, as when my Uncle Podger undertook to do a job.

A picture would have come home from the framemaker’s, and be standing in the dining-room, waiting to be put up; and Aunt Podger would ask what was to be done with it, and Uncle Podger would say:

“Oh, you leave that to me. Don’t you, any of you, worry yourselves about that. I’ll do all that.”

And then he would take off his coat, and begin. He would send the girl out for sixpen’orth of nails and then one of the boys after her to tell her what size to get; and, from that, he would gradually work down, and start the whole house.

“Now you go and get me my hammer, Will,” he would shout; “and you bring me the rule, Tom; and I shall want the step-ladder, and I had better have a kitchen-chair, too; and, Jim! you run round to Mr. Goggles, and tell him, ‘Pa’s kind regards, and hopes his leg’s better; and will he lend him his spirit-level?’ And don’t you go, Maria, because I shall want somebody to hold me the light; and when the girl comes back, she must go out again for a bit of picture-cord: and Tom! – where’s Tom? – Tom, you come here; I shall want you to hand me up the picture.

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And then he would lift up the picture, and drop it, and it would come out of the frame, and he would try to save the glass, and cut himself; and then he would spring round the room, looking for his handkerchief.