Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Sink Hole by Wild Bill

So Our Town Has a Sink Hole by Wild Bill

It is an understatement to call that massive depression a sink hole. When you see it for the first time, you expect to see rivers of lava winding their way along central London's main drag. They are working night and day to close the yawning gap, and get the local merchants off their back. What would they be like if this had been like New Orleans?

But let me change the subject for a moment and respond to the consternation of our three name mayor and the deficit her consultants have to face to resolve the loss experienced at Story Book Gardens this past year. I guess all that expensive plastic could have been replaced by cute petable creatures so kids would have something to remember, including the timeless adventures of creatures from classic children's books.

Where are the deer and that wonderful black and white collie which herded them so efficiently? And where are kids going to feel the warmth of touching a friendly cow, or look into the deep brown eyes of a favourite steed. And another thing, why must it cost so much for a family to come all the way to London, and have to pay big bucks for their children to climb on lifeless objects that are forgotten as soon as they leave the park.

So why have I linked the sink hole and kid's park? Look up my blog on the adventure in the storm well in Yawkee Bush. Here's what I would like to see happen. The engineers' department plan a long range tunnel beginning at Storybook and link it with numerous side trips all the way to the crater in the core. Sounds great doesn't it. "Crater in the Core". Throughout this long range construction many alcoves would be built to contain three "D" versions of famous nursery stories. This is an imaginative plan that would take years to produce, but Disney World did not happen overnight.

I don't know what got me started on this freakish concept. Must have been those beans which went bad. I find it hard to throw things away.