My Diary: Man’s Head

I parachuted quite early out of our bedroom window,‭ ‬writing my memoirs as I floated slowly to the ground.‭ ‬When I had the mandatory trip round the garden riding in a fluffy cat chariot I dreamed I was living in a cake,‭ ‬trying desperately to rise up through the icing.‭ ‬NB.‭ ‬I had to go out twice during the day,‭ ‬carrying a lighted candle each time.

Man's Head

Man’s Head

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