Under the Microscope

Outside was dark¹ and the noise on the rain was like someone throwing stones at them.² The house was lit up like Blackpool illuminations,³ and buzzing.⁴ The kettle was reaching fever pitch,⁵ while bread was spewing out the toaster.⁶ There was banging coming from an upstairs bedroom,⁷ while the cat was charging around the house,⁸ it sounded like a heard of elephants were on a rampage.⁹ The bathroom was like a steam room¹⁰ could see yourself in the mirror,¹¹ with the gentle hum of the power shower,¹² with great sloshes of water landing on the tile floor.¹³ All the celebrations were over¹⁴ the tree had gone out with the recycling¹⁵ and that was it another year over.¹⁶ Now it was back to the daily grind of work, school and a good blitz of the house.¹⁷

Hannah wasn’t feeling the school All she had wanted to do was to just turn the alarm off and say, “sod it not today.” It had been such a lovely Christmas and New Year, really chilled out. She had spent Christmas at home with her husband and son and just had a few of the family over for tea. It was always better that way so that no one had the stress of cooking the turkey, with several expectant people wanting all the trimmings, getting excited about pigs in blankets. Lets just face it Christmas dinner is only a good old Sunday roast with a few up grades, more veg, more meat a spot of weird jam for your turkey, bread sauce and disgusting stuffing that has been stuck up a dead birds arse. You could have a Christmas dinner every Sunday if you wanted just ask Toby (The home of the roast).