Hearing the voice behind my closed eyelids, it is all I am aware of, as I lie in a limbo world between sleeping and awakening.
"...Then she thought that that did not sound quite polite, so she scratched out 'isn't mouse' and wrote: 'I hope it will be fine' “
we could turn somersaults before we could read.
Smelled the tantalising smells coming from Pizza Hut
but sometimes Da would take Kester and I out of London on a holiday.