In all the excitement of last night's UFO, I forgot (gasp) to do my WAG! This week's assignment was to write about a conversation you overheard.
The following conversation takes place between a young couple, standing on top of the Pillow Mound and staring up at White Horse Hill. They have strong Essex accents (think Vicki Pollard but from Essex) and disgruntled expressions.
Man (shielding his eyes): Is that it?
Woman: That bloody well better not be it.
Man: We've been had. That's not a horse. That's a bleeding squiggle.
Woman: What the F$&^? It looks like a McDonald's logo.
Man: Stupid Iron Age.
Woman: Maybe they had different horses back then?
Man casts Woman a withering look and they toddle down the Mound.
Man (half-way down the Mound): I wonder if they had beer?