On that glorious morning, Monsieur Pye observed a wishy-washy attitude of how unpalatable the short night rest was, the day started like a force similar to that of the captain’s propeller both within and without a single head-up that ended up in one of Sir Anthony’s dilapidated jalopy without even observing the frailties that a real man could encounter. Wow! That was just how inspired he felt during the period of awe and constraint ,maybe that’s because of the smiles and happiness from the pleasant summer sun and also the wavy hands dashed by the natural loves of no other element than the……………. Greenish and flourishing plants!
T’was really great to have that unfamiliar emotions, confessed the Monsieur!