I'm not entirely sure what to say about this, which had even our four-year-old granddaughter scratching her head in puzzlement. At least two questions immediately spring to mind:
1) How did they get it there?
2) Why doesn't it blow away in a high wind?
Anyway, that's what prompted the story below...
1) How did they get it there?
2) Why doesn't it blow away in a high wind?
Anyway, that's what prompted the story below...
On Eastfield Street, 53 otherwise identical bungalows vied to create the biggest garish light show in their annual Christmas Competition.
The winner had a year's bragging rights: the Hendersons were going for seven-in-a-row. A giant light-festooned rotating Christmas tree dominated the front garden, a laser-lit Santa Claus laughed 'Ho ho ho' against the front of the house, a giant teddy bear sat on the roof, dressed in Santa hat and scarf, while a decent-sized lit-up miniature railway reindeer and sleigh chugged round the building every minute.
It all made the sign on the gate rather redundant:
The winner had a year's bragging rights: the Hendersons were going for seven-in-a-row. A giant light-festooned rotating Christmas tree dominated the front garden, a laser-lit Santa Claus laughed 'Ho ho ho' against the front of the house, a giant teddy bear sat on the roof, dressed in Santa hat and scarf, while a decent-sized lit-up miniature railway reindeer and sleigh chugged round the building every minute.
It all made the sign on the gate rather redundant:
( Note: "Beware of the Dog" is part of the 100 words. No cheating.)
