The Entwistle family sits in the garden eating breakfast because, fluff, the house has run to the mall to buy bread.
Mother Doris tugs a blanket around Little Diz’s shoulders while Father Tango is happy to be interviewed to The Other Newspaper.
“Houses run fast these days. As fast as the wind.”
And now the house is really returning and we are sitting in the cozy living room again as if nothing has happened. A shuttlecock falls onto the dining table.
