Chesworth confused

Emily has been a bit strange since the weekend, and it’s making everything feel a bit strained. It’s the first spell of awkwardness in our relationship. It’s probably just one of those things - a glitch - but my head is trying to tell me that the wheels are falling off forever and this relationship, like my others before it, is heading for the crash barrier. I called round to see Ted last night for some advice and to apologise for not seeing him on Sundays recently. I explained that I have a new ‘lady friend’ and that Sundays are her only full day off. He just said “Deer don’t swim in the rutting season” and handed me a cup of tea.
Beryl was excited to see me and brought out two weeks supply of scones for four people. She asked why I haven’t been round and Ted said “pre-marital sinful coitus indulgement” She got excited again and said “oh lovely - it’s about time you got together with that Philippa girl.”
I tried to explain the situation, but then realised I couldn’t, because I don’t really understand it myself. So I had another scone and changed the topic of conversation to cricket.

RC 10-11-10