Band aid

"What's that you're laughing at, son?" asked my dad, as I was talking to him on the phone.

How could I explain? How could he make sense of the fact that postie had just handed me a bumper bag of elastic bands to add to this?

Cheers, postie.

Er, did I mention I'm trying to build a model of the Empire State Building out of tenners?

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