What I Overheard at the clothes line!
In my backyard garden, it is usually very serene, birds chirping, gentle ‘always summer’ breezes and a lushness of tropical plants in abundance, all this a backdrop to blocking out what is beyond.
Having said this, I wandered out one morning to hang the washing on the hidden clothes line, way out the backyard. To my ever curious imagination, I heard a male voice say, ‘I’ll wear that!’ – wait! what? I’m hanging out some daggy nighties! Surely he wasn’t talking to me!