marieceleste

I had the most obvious dream last night. I was redecorating my home, the neighbours dropped by to tell me how gauche they thought it was. My father came 'round, I told him to get out and never return, he just stood there looking at me. The house had large panoramic windows, outside the windows were the most incredibly beautiful rust-red foxes and snow-white wolves. Children were being led in groups down into the meadows to see the foxes and wolves, but of course they were easy prey. My sister had just one child to watch over, she turned her back and a wolf pounced, I was yelling at her to tell her the wolf had taken the child, she didn't hear so I went out myself to try to save the kid.

So, who's up for picnicing tomorrow? I think we should maybe meet at the South Meadow (see the map), and then see if we can find a better spot.



Anyone coming along to the Heath tomorrow own a bat of some sort? Cricket, softball, tennis, any will do. I'm going to display my spanking skills. No really... rounders!