Lucy was running down to the local market in Kensington. She had decided to make dinner for her family. Mommy hadn’t been feeling very well and well daddy wasn’t much of a cook. Little Alfi offered to help but being only seven years old, Lucy knew he wouldn’t be able to do very much. All the same she decided to let him tag along for the walk down to the market.
Alfi loved to walk around and just stare at things along the way and the market was one of his favourite spots. Lucy could not decide between a pot of delicious vegetable and lamb soup or a nice piping hot roast. She was hoping something at the market would point her in the right direction.
Along the way she started to feel a bit chilly nothing out of the normal for this part of the world but all the same something seemed to be wrong. Lucy carried on skipping along the cobbled path all the same with Alfi at her side whistling a sweet little tune.
As they reached the market there was an awful, load CRACK and a massive FLASH of light and as it happened Lucy and Alfi were both shoved out of the way by the local butcher who was screaming; “RUN FOR COVER!!”. As we rushed under the nearest coffee shops rooftop we heard the thuds beginning. We looked out and as far as the eye could see were massive bass thumping the street. They were coming from the sky. It was an incredible site and little Lucy and Alfi were so shocked they couldn’t even speak.
When it was all over there was no two ways about it; fish was definitely the order of the day. Dinner is served!!
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