“The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.”
― The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
Word of the day: Cynosureany – thing that attracts attention; object of interest
Was walking along one of our gardens when I came across a small face peering out. I let out a yelp of joy, which my boss interpreted as me getting hurt and she quickly hurried over.
‘What? What? Are you ok?’ she asked, frantically.
‘A cat!’ I said pointing to the fence, where a stone was nestled in the fence, a cat’s face painted on it.
‘Right,’ she said, giving me a look, she was not impressed.
On the back the cat says it wants me to record online where I found it, but I don’t want anyone knowing where I am – my paranoia has reasons. I think I’ll hide him somewhere else. Maybe to make up for it, I’ll add a few cat stones of my own. Or other animals, any ideas?
Oh and this evening when I got home, I discovered all the cutlery had gone and Hamoudi sitting in the kitchen looking desolate trying to eat some rice with the lid of a jam jar.
‘Jinjing says I’m not allowed to use cutlery until I stop drumming with it,’ he said.
‘What about me?’ I ask.
‘She says she’ll give you a spoon if you ask.’
So, did you ask for a spoon?
We have such pebbles all over our village. The kids do ’em. When you find ’em you just take them somewhere else for somebody else to find.
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I now have my own spoon! I love the idea of a village filled with painted pebbles. Do they find their way into the walls or roads?
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Yes we have the pebbles too Rammy Rocks they’re called (Ramsbottom village)
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Never a dull moment huh?
Those stones are meant to be tracked….pass it along….
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I will, just need to add a couple of my own…
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Paint ’em funny
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So Jinjing does not need ear plugs anymore? I am impressed!
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For the moment… I think Hamoudi has found his true calling, and new drumsticks will find him. 😀
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