Off Highway One

Wednesday

J saw that someone had ignored the red card. She thought it was me. Who published this piffle? she demanded.

I owned up, faced the music, and blamed the others.

It was Sydney. I said

Rubbish she said, Sydney doesn’t have thumbs. And he still flies with his feet sticking out the front.

Ahh, I said Sydney did not act alone. Chummy helped.

On hearing that, Sydney scarpered and Chummy skedaddled.

I crawled back under the bed.

Holidays can be very exhausting.