Humpty is one of many strange objects I came across in a village on the Isle of Wight, where they have an annual event to judge the best scarecrow. I’ll post some others from time-to-time, as they’re quite delightful!
Humpty Dumpty got it together after all? Doing better than I, as I would never get back up there again. Tee! Hee!
But it seems that Humpty didn’t learn from the past, as he’s about to repeat history. I think anyone sensible, might err on the side of caution after having their shell shattered once!
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Writes quirky novels, speculative flash fiction, haiku and tanka. Nature lover. Novice photographer. Allotment freak. Mezzo soprano. British eccentric.
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