Weep

Found myself all alone in remote dark woods. Then i heard laughter. Little girls skipping and screaming as they ran with bundles of joy through the trees. Then screams. I ran, breathlessly coming across a remote clearing where each of the girls had been turned to stone. Each bent in a state of extreme sorrow. There was a ghostly sound. That of an aching tearing of the fabric of time and space. I turned to see an old blue police box fading from view. What had happened?....

Went to Jupiter Artland today. A beautiful day for it and the girls loved it.

There were many fantastic sculptures but the weeping girls in the woods were like something out of a Dr Who episode.

Very spooky and very good.

A great day all round.