My Diary

I dreamt that a railway engine came out of the wardrobe during the night;on hearing the sound I got out of bed like a station master finding lepers after the signalman had found Jesus-June was still asleep at the station.She eventually came downstairs via the household plumbing system,landing as a puddle on the kitchen floor just as the landlord came up the drive in what looked like a toasted sandwich.I admired the grill marks on the bonnet while the falling snow made indecipherable marks on the concrete.I thought all long words looked like peacock tail feathers and June and I took small steps to town to simultaneously have a late breakfast and early dinner.I came home while she disappeared up one sleeve of a rain coat only to come out of the other holding an umbrella.

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