I drove home a different way this afternoon and with intermittent sun and no stars, I was largely navigating by The Force. I had to stop in a one-road village somewhere in Gloucestershire while the farmer herded his Children’s Book cows into the milking shed. As I waited among the moo-ing, a human tortoise, hundreds of years old and craning his head to see over the steering wheel pulled out of a driveway next to me. He drove an immaculate orange Austin Allegro with silver hubcaps. From nowhere a spaniel-walking woman appeared. Her hair was grey and arranged into a neat bun. She wore a pink cardigan and Wellington Boots. Even with my window right down I couldn’t quite hear their conversation - just a sort of bubbling sound in the moments of bovine quiet.
An irritated White Van Man beeped angrily to say that herd had past and that I was a Twat. As I kangaroo-ed forward he was in such hot pursuit that his transit obscured behind my headrest. A moment later and the Ancient Allegro driver and his Cardi-wearing friend were gone.
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Posted by: AlieleEsohice | Saturday, 07 January 2012 at 08:17 AM