Month: February 2016

They were running in the run.

The watery water watered down the not so watery water.

I tabled the table.

The chaired chairman of the chair comity.

I footed the foot of the footy.

You walk down the path of bumpy bricks after closing the old wooden gate with a newly painted round handle. As you walk down the path you look around seeing the damp green grass with an apple tree place in the corner of the garden on your left, on the right is an attempted farm patch growing flowers to add colour to the artificial front view of the house. Going up to the door you notice a dog barking, but not sure if it’s happy or angry, as you push the handle to the modern entrance patio with glass as walls and white frames so that the plants get sunlight but don’t freeze in the winter. The Jack Russell jumps up at your legs so that if gets more attention then it would usually get. You close the door behind you as when one door closes you open the door to the rest of the house where the design goes back 100 years with white walls hanging small paintings on them, stairs with carpets going up them and a brown wood stairs handle ending with a ball of wood then circles up 3 steps to the bedrooms. Downstairs as you walk through the second door to you right you see the white door with square of glass that does not allow to see through to the living room and once your through the door you see a rarely used artificial fire-place at the back of the room in the middle between a tv case and a coffee table holding a lamp.