This is my 11-year-old Granddaughter's version:
After a dElighTful suppeR of roast lamb and
crispy potatoes and peas and plenty of gravy, Luke settled down on the sofa
with his family. “Pater, can you help me with my project on Meccano
in the garage?” He asked eagerly. “Alright then, Lad. I need to clean Amy’s
shoes first - the silly girl stepped in a puddle of mud!”, replied father
brushing his beard. “Mater, can you get me a glass of
water whilst I read out our daily bible verse? Come on
everyone, cuddle close, we are on 1 Peter 5:7.....”
[1 Peter 5:7 Throw all your anxieties upon him, because he cares about
you.]
This is my version:
AT the school gatEs stood a gleaming Rolls-Royce. Rowena ran to it at the end of the school day. The door opened by itself and Rowena jumped in. "I say, pater, can we have a game of croquet on our lawn this evening?" "Well, I don't see why not", replied her dad as the car purred away. Rowena's brother, Tarquin, was at the older children's school and insisted on making his own way home. When he arrived he made straight for the kitchen. "Mater, I'm famished. What can I tuck in to?" "Well, we don't want to spoil your dinner, but an avocado or two with some foie grass, washed down with sparkling spring water from Switzerland, should be ok", replied Mum.
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