Friday, July 15, 2016

Kebabs, Kebabs, Kebabs.


After a discussion about this and that IMG_20160715_135050

for dinner I end up at Ali Baba’s Kebab House in Aston. Your safe here because of all the security cameras. Although I don’t if there here for our saftey or the Primary school across the road.


As it happens more kebab meat on stalks. I have chips and a somais.


A bit later on and I’m round Gregs. I look under the plant pots, I look under the mat. Where the hell is the key then? I text him and await a reply in another lifetime.


I head round mine and relax to some music and my book.


"Nowhere Near The End Of the Rainbow"
contains information that is non-accurate, made up and in some cases just down right lies. Anything in this blogg may be based on true fiction but to help dramatise it, some items may have been embellished. Some names are made up, others are not and any that are familar to yours just are.





 Near The End Of The Rainbow

An account of something that may one day turn out to be wonderful.......