TAKING THE LAWNMOWER FOR A WALK BECAUSE THE DOG IS DEAD

I enjoyed reading this at the group recently, the theme for the day was ‘imagination’..

TAKING THE LAWNMOWER FOR A WALK BECAUSE THE DOG IS DEAD

I’m worried about my new neighbour. She has a masked expression on her face and I think she is lonely. I base this assumption on the recent fiasco she experienced with a dog she had purchased. The dog is now dead and this was no surprise to me as the dog was like one of those cars you buy with one months’ MOT that you just know in four weeks’ time it’s going to fail its MOT but you buy it anyway as it is all that you can afford at the time. The dog was an MOT failure without a doubt. Now she has no dog to walk so she walks the lawnmower. Every morning she cuts the lawn within an inch of its life. Up and down she goes creating perfect stripes. No one has played tennis on her lawn or even bowls. But they could. I observe all this from my porch across the street. I sit on my porch on my upcycled deckchair with my cup of coffee in one hand and a cigarette in the other intensely watching my new neighbour walk her lawnmower. It’s the hottest July recorded since records began and my new neighbour has been the centre of my attention now for approximately eight burning days. Sometimes I wonder if I should approach my new neighbour and ask her out on a date. Who knows, maybe we would get along just fine and one day we could walk our lawnmowers together, side by side, up and down our lawns, two lonely human beings brought together by their machines.

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