Portrait

Portrait
In Fraser Williamson’s Style

Wednesday 14 May 2014

On top of the Mountain


I could see my group ahead of me while I struggled to climb the rope.
Bang, boom! Wow that was an avalanche. Would you believe it the person
in front of me farted. I was thinking of all the smells around me. Not only
could I smell rotten eggs and ham but with the other nostril I could smell crispy, clean cold air. When I finally got to the top I was so happy.

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