How To Meet A Fun-Gi
That’s a promising start.
By the wind- direction it seem’s it’s go west, not so young woman…follow the sun.
To the woods. Consume flask of tea upon bench of corrugated iron clearly constructed for the purpose..
Can you make it to the summit?
Via the mountain god/ incongruous totem-pole -it’s Scotland for gawd’s SAKE. (What was in that tea)?
Is this the fun guy?
A tree with curves like Beyonce – is this a clue?
Not my type.
Hello Big Guy. Now that’s more like it. A true Scot.
There’s a fun guy hiding in here too. But if you can see him – he’ll have to kill you.
With thanks to my friend for accompanying me on my daft escapades into ‘new-author territory”.