Friday, 15 November 2013
If the cap fits
I was in the street outside my mums house and performing some car maintenance. This is how I knew it was a dream as I know nothing about cars.
With the bonnet up I was tinkering and fine tuning my car when my mums old neighbour David came out to me. He looked over my car and told me that the headlight bulb wasn't working and promptly left.
I went inside mums house but found myself inside a horse stable. My wife was there and I told her about the headlight bulb.
There was a knock on the door and the postman handed me two parcels wrapped in brown paper. They were the shape of baseball caps and addressed to my wife.
Posted by Max Walsh
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