|A Hole, A Mountain|
A Small View, Liverpool
We were all walking along Crosby Marina and like, just walking along in
a line, and next thing this dead thick fog came down and me Auntie fell
down the hole. |
- The hole?
- The hole… there was a
hole in the floor that we couldn’t see because of the fog. And as she
stood up there was a line of nuns walking along, all dressed in white,
and she thought she’d died and woke up in heaven. It was so funny.
Review by Art in Liverpool