Dream Job

 Got the fright of my life this morning.  Was oiling the hinges on the door as they go kind of squeaky with the damp when out of nowhere burst young Noonan and that red-haired fellah of the Devines waving ancient Lee Enfield rifles around and flinging Cadbury’s Creme Eggs all over the place and all got up like The Big Fellah, Sam Browne belts and all.  They disappeared over Con Sullivan’s hedge before I could say a thing.  Looked like they had been out all night the pair of them.

(C) The Cliff Experience Reception Experience (Disruptive Innovation and Cutting-Edge Banality in the Prefab Hut Space)