© Karen Lamb 2010
I thought 'They'll never find me in here!' but I was wrong.
Intergalactic forces had already zapped the building opposite
and created the illusion of a 'Car Park'. Undoubtedly a flimsily
disguised observation area and landing pad.
It was a dead give away when a small green chap with red eyes
and little legs asked me for change for the ticket machine.
The telephone booth on the left could quite possibly be an interplanetary
portal. The entity that emerged from it uttered something alien and reeked of
vinegar but as he was holding a bag of chips at the time, I can't be certain.
Standard alien camouflage is bound to include chips.
