The gardener’s come outside for a cheeky pose for her
friends. She’s not doing a very good job though. She might be happy with the
size, but I’m not happy with the sight. Some of the windows might have holes
that need fixing. The grass is all scorched to match the stone. She’s certainly
let it go. Maybe she’s leaving l=it like this for the new owners to take care
of, or she’s quitting her job today. Her jacket nearly matches the grass. If
she lay down facing the camera, there’s a chance that her torso could be
disguised, and all she’d need to do is find a long patch to hide the jeans.
Perhaps there’s an army hiding behind the bushes with rifles, or even on the
ground covered in grass. The sergeant’s in the trees with a periscope spying on
us both. We’re probably going to get shot just for being on the lawn.
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