Some fragments of a lost Spaniel.

I kind of like chicken but not THAT much.

Heather had a salad bar.

She also had a frozen yoghurt stall

and a hot dog mausoleum.

Which was going a bit far really.

It was an external

free standing structure

in the shape 

of a giant

terrapin which confused

visitors.

Several demanded their money back feeling let down by the lack of terrapin related paraphernalia

(or as some of the obsessive typed liked to call it terraphernallia).

But when Heather pointed out that there was not actually an entrance fee,

they mostly calmed down.

Author's Note

Go out n do something involving wool.