Henry's Writing

Week #33 …why was that hat on the table?…

Hours ago, a huge grey bucket hat was picked up off the ordinary table...

A strong gust of wind blew the bucket hat off the cricket umpire which flew all the way into a car with its window down. The car drove to Liverpool and they went on a plane to Paris. In Paris, the hat was transferred onto a truck which was going to an ancient airport to London where the cricket match was being held. In London, there was a giant thunderstorm with wild winds that blew a wind that funnily propelled it back onto the ordinary table.