Friday 29 February 2008

Things I have stolen

I walked out through the front door. The cold air nipped my nose and pinched my cheeks. I was wearing a hat. A bobble hat but with the bobble missing. I wonder where it went? I could put an ad in the newsagent’s window. Lost bobble. I could put up a photograph. But I never took a photograph because I never expected to lose my bobble. I’m always losing things. I could make a list of all the things I have lost. But better to make a list of the things I haven’t lost. And take photographs. Then, when I lose them, I can put up all the photographs in the newsagent’s window. I could put up so many because I lose so much and then the newsagent man would complain that it was dark and that he had to have the lights on. Having lights on costs money. Losing things costs money. I don’t have any money. So if I don’t have money then I can’t advertise my lost things that I haven’t yet lost. I could sell the things I have to pay for the adverts but then I wouldn’t need the adverts so I may as well keep them. And then the newsagent man gets to save the money he would have spent on electricity. But then he won’t make money out of me paying for adverts for my lost things that I haven’t lost yet. He wouldn’t have made any money out of me anyway because I don’t have any. When you haven’t got money, you have to find other ways to get things. Things that I can then lose. Like the bobble off my hat. I hate it when I lose things. I’ll have to steal another bobble. Quick! There’s a nice one over there.

2 comments:

cheryl63 said...

I am not sure about this one...it seems a bit confused in the middle and the link with the heading ,I found hard to understand. Is there an importance to the "bobble"? Does it represent something else?

Kathryn said...

Not really. It's about someone who's slightly mad, obsessional even and obviously a thief too. Maybe it didn't work too well....