Day 14: One Breathless Sentence

Think of a distant memory, one perhaps you have not written about (or might have a while ago). Then with either pen to page, or fingers to tablet, begin!!! Do your best not to stop- this is an exercise in freeing up the cognitive process- Punctuation be gone!

Summer days, in the garden

The swing was the focal point of our games sometimes we used it as a swing how many kicks before you can touch the washing line with your foot the swing was the hot seat for quiz games my dad tied an old ladder on to the side of the swing holes were sunk in the lawn and a bent piece of tubing became our golf club we all knew each others parents as well as the other adults in the neighbourhood we played hopscotch on the pavements and ball games in the road, keeping an eye out for the occasional vehicle some teenagers passing by noted the bright cheeks of my friend hello Rosy they greeted him how rude! I thought I AM ROSIE