Saturday, 28 June 2014
Along with my wife I was watching hundreds of brightly coloured birds. They were all flying around our heads and landing at our feet.
Most of them were the size of owls and seemed to have knitted patchwork feathers. As I looked at them closer, they all turned into wearing onsies.
I was next walking away from the birds, my wife called after me and asked me where I was going. I shouted back that I was going to my Nan's house in Essex.
My wife called after me, "She doesn't live there any more". But I just kept on walking.
Posted by Max Walsh
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