Out of Delfin we leapt ,stretching our legs and breathing in the cool mountain air, when out of nowhere came a mammoth of an articulated waggon ,which needless to say, ruined the silence and filled the atmosphere with noise and diesel fumes. Not only that but with all that space, he parked right next to us.
The whistling kettle called us back inside to make a brew. We muttered rude things about inconsiderate lorry drivers when suddenly our mini world went black as night. Another monster had planted itself on the other side of us!! Some kind of joke or what? We look like a motorhome sandwich.
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