Those Damn Charity Workers!

Date: 1/11/2017

I was at my mum's house, watching a documentary about a cute deer-like animal and his sidekick chicken friend - who was riding around on his head. I kept gushing "awww! Look! so cute!" My uncle John was sat down beside me and kept rambling on about charity workers in the area. I wasn't taking much noticed but thanked him for his Christmas present. He seemed a bit grumpy - maybe he thought I was taking the piss? As I stepped out of my mum's house, a swarm of charity workers came running over to me, raising money for Refugees. My daughter, Phoebe, was there and I told her to run ahead. I started running too, and my friend Laura ran along with me. "Quick! They're going to get us!" I yelled. Next scene; I was in the car with Mat and my son Alex. We were in Morrisons carpark. His driving was terrible. He was about to drive over the edge of the car park when I shouted "STOP!" The car came to a quick halt. My heart raced.