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November 18 Percy ButtonsI have just moved to house in Bridge Street. Yesterday a beggar knocked at my door. He asked me for a meal and a glass of beer. In return for this,the beggar stood on his head and sang songs. I gave him a meal. He ate the food and drank the beer. Then he put a piece of cheese in his pocket and went away. Later a neighbour told me about him. Everybody know him. His name is Percy Buttons. He calls at every house in the street once a month and always asks for a meal and a glass of beer. No wrong numbersMr.James Scott has a garage in Silbury and now he has just bought another garage in Pinhurst. Pinhurst is only five miles from Silbury, but Mr. Scott cannot get a telephone for his new garage, so he has just bought twelve pigeons. Yesterday,a pigeon carried the fist message from Pinhhurst to Silbury. The brid covered the distance in three minutes. Up to now, Mr.Scott has sent a great many requests for spare parts and other urgent messages from one garage to the other. In this way, he has begun his own private "telephone"service. November 17 An exciting tripI have just received aletter from my brother,Tim.He is in Australia. He has been there for six months.Tim is an engineer. He is working for a big firm and he has already visited a great number of different places in Australia. He has just bought an Australian car and has gone ta Alice Springs,a small town in the centre of Australia. He will soon visit Darwin. From there,he will fly to Perth. My brother has never been abroad before,so he is finding this trip very exciting. November 16 Please send me a card Poscards always spoil my holidays. Last summer,I went to Italy. I visited museums and sat in public gardens. A friendly waiter taught me a few words of Italian. Then he lent me a book. I read a few Lines,but I did not understand a word. Every day I thought about postcards. My holidays passed quickly, but I did not send cards to my friends. On the last day I made a big decision. I got up early and bought thirty-seven cards. I spent the whole day in my room, but I did not write a single card! November 15 Breakfast or lunch?It was Sunday, I never get up early on Sundays. I sometimes stay in bed until lunchtime.Last Sunday I got up very late.I looked out of the window,It was dark outside."What a day!"I thought."It's raining again."Just then,the telephone rang,"I m coming to see you"
"But I'm still having breakfast"I said.
"What are you doing?"she asked.
"I'm having breakfast,"I repeated.
"Dear me,"she said."Do you always get up so late?It's one o'clock!" |
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