And a big, booming voice said: 'And there shall be light!'
'Light', saith she, 'hmm...'
'And there shall be at least seven days and seven nights!'
'Okay', saith she, 'more than a week then...'
'And there shall be a beach...'
'Super!'
'...and a swimming pool...and ice cream bars and splendid food and peaches dripping with juices...'
'I know, I know!' said I (fore it was I), 'especially if there may also be goats and honey and gangs shooting handguns, while drunken, at night?'
'There may', saith the voice generously.
'That's it'! said I: 'I'm going to Sardinia!'

I'll be back soon.


posted by charlotte at 12:25 - comment