Musings, mutterings and disjointed thoughts for the delectation, or not, of the reader
Port De Soller Mallorca
Friday, 11 April 2014
Guest Post: Sir Charlie Stinky Socks .... by Charlie Kennedy (aged 8 &2 days)
Sir Charlie stinky socks
And the really spooky
One cold day at the tall tall tower with a pointy roofsir Charlie decided to go on an
adventure. He brought his sword, his trusty grey mare and his cat called bow.
So he set of then Charlie stepped in some quick mud so he yelled to his grey
mare “ quick grab that vine so I can get out” so his grey mare ran to the vine grabbed
it and threw it at sir Charlie but it was not a vine it was a poisonous snake
they were really in trouble Charlie tried to get out and grab his sword. Then Charlie
was free and grabbed his sword and sliced it in half and they ran. But he could
not go anywhere because there was a deep
lake. So he built a raft rowed it to the other side of the lake on the other
side of the lake was home. So he went home and had a very very long sleep.