Hee front garden!!

that is true. True as it may be when I saw the front garden. It was dawn when the shadow crept over the shed. It was high up, so you couldn't see it, even with binoculars. But my legs could carry me all the way, even with a side dish of minced carrots and ham.

Two.

Bent the round into it. It stuck and as the prune came out, I noticed... my astonishment!!

Two people committing crimes in the garden. My front garden!!

Raggedy sandy interview. Stuck up with greasy and soil. Went well and askked for much. My garden shed was in the script and so was my spade. Horrible sitte it was, to be followed by a rake.

Their. Then the slabs of hot carpet came rolling in!!!!!!

Anyway it was in the front that it took place.

"Mince. Home-made mince."

She twitched at the garden.

"off-course."

Tealoaf

More teas?

No?

The time it was in. Then the slabs of hot soil came into our living room!!!!!!

It was in the front garden and it scared my newfangled dog from high waters. The bank, yes that's it. The one with a type of lettering that skunks downwards. It was found.

Not that it bothered me. No.

Is that A fresh one ?? It happened

in the front garden?