Tag: garage
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POTTERING IN THE GARAGE
Mary was as surprised as her gawking neighbours when the string of black vans pulled up outside her house with a screech of tyres and flashing lights. Armed MI5 agents rushed across her perfectly manicured lawn and flowerbeds, surrounding the house. ‘Come out now. Hands where we can see them!’ Instinctively she raised her hands…
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TO KILL A MOCKING BIRD
The power saw sliced through the panel at the wrong angle. ‘Dammit.’ The latest mishap during the garage renovation. The myna bird laughed. Definitely a laugh this time. Three days it had perched, mocking his every calamity. ‘Funny, is it?’ he asked. The yellow beak cachinnated. He put some seed in his hand. The myna…