Questions you haven’t asked me, yet.
You: Where am I?
Me: You’re in Hawkins Backyard – wondering where you are.
You: Funny not.
Me: Sorry.
You: Hawkins Backyard? So, who is this Hawkins fella, then?
Me: Me … sometimes.
You: I’ve never heard of you.
Me: No surprise there. It’s the story of my life. But I am trying to fix it. Meanwhile, welcome to my blog. I’m really glad you found me.
You: I wasn’t actually looking for you.
Me: Mmm. That reminds me of one time when I was little. I hid upstairs in my mam and dad’s wardrobe for ages. When I eventually came out, there was nobody looking for me.
You: (patting me on the back) Aw! Cheer up. I found you, didn’t I?
Me: Yes, you did. And now that you’re here, let me show you around.
You: Sorry … er, Hawkins, did you say?
Me: Yeh, Buzz Hawkins.
You: Well, Buzz Hawkins. Seeing as I came here looking for the Bradshaws – where are they?
Me: Ah. They’re just next door.
You: Oh, great. How do i get there?
Me: There’s a hidden entrance just below this paragraph.
You: A hidden entrance? So, how will I find it?
Me: It’s got ‘Hidden Entrance’ written on it.
You: Right, thanks. Taraa! (walking away)
Me: (towards your back): Come back soon, won’t you?!
SFX: Door closing.
Me: Missing you already!