Uncategorized

I am Spanish

When I awoke this morning I was a little concerned to discover that I had become Spanish overnight

 

My rabbit had begun to call me Juan and my wife was called Elena

 

Apart from that everything else had remained the same

 

Or at least I thought it had for when I opened the curtains I was faced by miles of arid desert and not the residential avenue

 

That I had grown used to

 

I  also found out that I was naked and my woollen dressing gown was nowhere to be seen

 

My wife who was equally naked passed a cup of coffee to me as we sat in the early morning sun

 

She was speaking Spanish and I understood every word

 

In the distance an Esso lorry was moving along the main road towards the distant windmills

 

In its wake it was throwing up a great deal of dust which was partially obscuring its passage

 

Today was Tuesday and it was delivering fuel

 

I was beginning to sweat so I shared a shower with my wife in an effort to conserve the summer water

 

We then dressed in light clothing and awaited the fuel man

 

At a few minutes past ten he arrived

 

It was as he was replenishing our stocks that I noticed that a paperback book had fallen from his cab

 

It was called

 

The Confessions of a Dirty God