The travel back from france on the ferry.

I am driving with my parents on the motorway. 

 I am looking at the huge car carriers, they look really impressive, and I am amazed at how many cars they can hold, and the power that these vehicles must have.


I am now in a party in the park. Its a big music festival, its a celebration for the city of sheffield, and its just at the back of my new house. Everyone is up and dancing.

I have to lead the dance and the music. 

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I am coming back from france on the ferry. I have been hiding in a funny little place on the side of the ferry, which overlooks the ocean. I see two huge holes in the ocean where all the water is gushing into. I think we must be getting into port. 

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I have lost my coat, and I mistake it for someone else's coat.... 

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I am now arriving off the ferry, I get a taxi with my brother joe, and
he wants to stop off at the taxi drivers house to hang out with him
and thank him for the help with the taxi.  I have my bike with me and
I wait downstairs a at the bottom of the flat where the taxi driver
lives. I think about locking my bike up but I can find nowwhere where
there is a suitable place to lock it and my bike lock is a cheep one
and could easily be cut through. Also its a dodgy area and I know that
if I leave it unguarded itsd bound to be knicked.

I see someone hanging around with an acomplice waiting to steel my
bike as soon as its locked up. I consider places to lock it, perhaps
hiding it round the corner or perhaps in full view. Perhaps to the
arcade machines or perhaps to this post.

The dodgy man is right next to me know and is distracting me with his
acomplise and while I am off guard my bike is taken. 

When I look back however, disappointed that my bike has gone ,I realise that i have 2 other bikes in their place. They only took the worst of them and still have my good bikes with me.

I had forgotten I had all these other spare bikes!