Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Harrow-on-the-Hill


I will live in this house and drive an old rusty car that goes 'putt putt', spewing a cloud of exhaust while the engine warms up. I race out of the covered drive-way, emerging through a cloud of smoke - almost running over a gang of Hitler Youth-esque schoolboys in full garb; and, a pregnant woman for good measure.

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