I had decided to do nothing and was in the bath wondering what I wasn’t going to do next when I heard…
Noises,….Music…..Hello,..I thought.
Then the Music stopped and I thought, Strange!
Later, while I was heating a Croissant for breakfast I heard Music again, floating around in my head, it was Eric Clapton, which is okay because I like Eric Clapton, but I did wonder what Eric Clapton was doing in my head.
It was quite pleasant, so I ate my Croissant with Butter and Raspberry Jam, and a cup of Tea.
The Music changed to a lively Flamenco, which was not the Music I needed to accompany my brekkie!
I determined to source this noise, either that or go mad!
I looked around again, searched the Villa, Nothing!
Yet, it was still playing. Then, a scrape and a bang, coming from the subterranean service area, slowly and quietly I crept down there. And there was the builder working with his tinny little radio.
I’d forgotten about him, thought it was the Gypsy Kings. Thus disturbed, I have decided to go out for the day, less stressful.
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Insanity is only a frame of Mind…
Truly❤