It’s recycling day again!
I am going to hide I think, too embarrassed from last week.
Shush, Monty. Hopefully no one will know we’re in.
It’s still him. I wonder how many holidays he gets to take in a year?
He’s stopped. What’s he looking for? The box is right there!
Is he looking for me, or you, Monty?
I can’t hide every Thursday morning, can I?
It’s OK Monty, he has the box and is is on his way out. Once he is gone you can go outside.
Arrgh, am I reading way too much into this?
Maybe I have completely mis-read everything.
Maybe that’s what lockdown does to you.
OK, Monty, he’s done now, we’ll give it a minute and then get the box back.
This is silly. I am making such a fool of myself cooped up in here.
Back to reality, until next week.
