As we approach Remembrance Day, the local high street has big poppies on all the lampposts. On driving through yesterday, I conjectured idly that it all might have been a bit different had the person given the job to put them up misheard or misunderstood the brief.
I was imagining ‘puppies’ being nailed to posts for the mile or so strip of suburbia.
Mrs A said that I had “a very sick mind!”
This post in no way endorses cruelty to