Wednesday 14th February (A Little Venture)


Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window just as a ray of sunshine appeared over the horizon and between some houses. The ray of sunshine turned the brown branches on a tree golden. Mr. Kite was still ill but he did walk to the recycling for a breathe of fresh air.

The only thing he noted was a bullfinch singing a single syllable. Mr. Kite looked into the bare trees but could not see it. Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.