A funeral should be fun!
Dark clouds were hanging heavily,waiting to disgorge their bloated bellies on the already dismal group amassing below them.
Dancing merrily round the tree in the prettiest black dress was THE KID.
She wasn’t home when I visited last week.
At the front of the house the rest of the morons, (oops,sorry,mourners )were gathering to the fray.
The rent a crowd was now swelling in numbers around the hearse.
Time to get the show on the road people I chuckled, and the camera crew fell in behind me.
Beautiful! BLACK IS BACK JACK!