Sunday 1 January 2012

Swept Away!


‘There he is Kaspar!’


‘What on earth is he doing with that stick, Kolin?’

'Han rikta in kottar'
‘Kjell says he is putting the cones in straight lines’

‘Oh,..ah’

'Vi maste alla flyga mot honom i en V-formation. Kaspar maste ta hans narmast vagkanten vingen, och du hans offside, och jag kommer att lyfta underifran.'

‘Kjell says you need to grab his wing’

‘Oh, ah. Ok then’

'Gå!!'

<The sound of three kites swooping, one in a precisely controlled, and perfectly judged manoeuvre, two falling over each other after him>


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