Wednesday, 15 June 2016

Arriving at kingston

I have a photograph. It was taken on a camera in the chessington tomb blaster in England. A photo of us - Mum, Dad Evan, Harry, Grandad, Nanny and me. I am little, about ten. There we are, sitting in the cart holding our laser guns shooting the targets on snakes and beasts. We had travelled down by car from my Nanny and Grandads house, sitting on the seats in my Nanny’s car looking out the windows to see the most busy road in the U.K slip by. In front of us is a busy line, with people waiting to go on the Chessington tomb blaster at the end of the ride. On either side of us is targets to shoot. And behind is a corner from the snakes.