Blame Magritte for the above. A downpour of umbrelliferous bowler-hatted pin-stripe-suited-business-men was bad enough but this! Out of a not-so-clear blue English summer sky. No advance warning given. Not a single dinosaur left.
And where did all these ugly wart-grenades come from, I’d like to know? We can’t blame Magritte for everything.We heard them bouncing off the roof all night and in the morning they were everywhere, blocking the motorways, choking the rivers, EVERYWHERE !
And then someone had this brilliant idea. Flowers, flowers and more flowers, the answer to all problems, beautiful beautiful flowers!
and still more flowers………………………….
and sure enough all the bad things went away and on the strength of this one brilliant idea the world came flooding back to its old beautiful self.