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When Harry Went Silly

When Harry said he was going to build a fence to keep the fog out, people thought he was mad.

In the winter of 1993 they were proved right.
Harry was certified insane. His friends left. His family forgot him.

No fog has been seen since.

Today, in a field in Leicester, a piece of land (no bigger than our back gardens together) is fenced off into a slightly wonky rectangle. Inside this quirky quadrant stands a Silver Birch, 7 sheep (sometimes 6 – Gary often goes walkabout) and a small patch of fog roaming – searching for an exit.

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The bathroom

Geoffrey stood squinting through the fog. The ground beneath him was getting softer, so he knew the river must be close by.

Not being able to see his feet wasn’t new to Geoff. Being a giant meant that there was almost a mile between his toes and his smile.

He fumbled through his pocket and pulled out a torch. The light oozed through the pea soup, leading the way. “A morning bath really shouldn’t be this difficult”, he grumbled to himself. “I bet if I wasn’t a giant I wouldn’t have to wait for the bloody bathroom in the morning.”

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