Thursday 22nd December (An Ill Wind Blew)


Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window on the first morning after the turning of the year. The sky was clear and the sun was rising. Today Mr. Kite should have traveled to London but he had an appointment with the doctor at eight in the morning.

Walking along the road Mr. Kite watched a large flock of wood pigeons fly over but feeling ill he did not see much more. So Mr. Kite slept all day today. Cheers.