Back to the Future Day is here at last and we discover that rain and more rain is what the future holds in store for us.
I have, of course, sat in the DeLorean but I wasn't allowed to travel anywhere so I am currently trapped in this pathetic timeline waiting for the next node. Incidentally, I appear to have inherited rampant flatulence from one or more of my current parents so I am filling the time gassing them and seeking carminative herbs.
Wednesday Park was ON even though I secretly wanted to play Minecraft but we all played the usual scootering and Ball-Tag and Swing-Kick and Hanging-Basket-Spitfire and we all contrived to fall over in our own ways and I got sulky towards the end because I missed out on some sleep last night. For a while there I thought I had a massive splinter in my hand and was dreading the attack of the dissection kit (from Bud's A level biology) but it was just a cut full of mud.
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