Anonymous writes...
It was a lovely walk back from the house party, Beer Elf and her mate Julie singing together as they wobbled happily back to chez Beer Elf, Gazing up as the sky grew lighter with a new day..

"Lets go back to mine, get a brew and a blanket, and return, to watch the sunrise, it won't be long now.."
Julie concurred, and so that's exactly what they both did.

And as it started to get light, they noticed that, from their vantage point perched atop the War Memorial, there was a housing estate between them and the sunrise.. So they drank their tea, clambered down to the ground and wobbled off past the bowls club, and it's beautiful, immaculately tended Green, now lightly frosted with early morning frost.

Beer Elf was inspired. She climbed the little gate, Julie called after her,but Beery didn't respond, she was now on a mission. So, with all the logic possessed by piss-heads and her blanket draped over her head, she started.

Julie says she later saw a TV version of Samuel Beckett's "Play without Words" and it looked exactly like Beer Elf, as she scurried back and forth on the frosty grass, bundled up and purposeful. Shuffling her feet as she went. To no apparent purpose. other than to look a bit strange in the pinkish early morning light. Eventually, Beery Climbed back over the gate and surveyed her handiwork...

Yes, it was Beer Elf that shuffled about in the frost, and spelled out the word "FUCK" in letters about 18ft tall. On the village bowling green.

Julie later told me that it was the talk of the Co-Op, and lots of senior citizens were very upset and blaming the teenagers. Not the respectable grown up that was really responsible, and still feels really guilty...

/edited because I clicked post by accident the first time...
(Beer Elf Thought this was like a campfire, anyhow, on, Sun 17 Jan 2010, 13:43, Reply)