52 Postcards - postcard 4

Postcard: The Pretzel Maker
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I don't think there can be a writing exercise this week. I've been reading Agota Kristof's The Notebook, a grim but effective book that is entirely made up of two-page writing exercises.

So, free write instead.

The postcard this week is a rascal. A rascal who has tied a lamp-post into a knot and is standing abashed before a gendarmes.

Let's go back to Paris.

This is the sort of rascal who rides his bicycle across pebbles in the Tuilerie gardens, humming a little song to himself, about his bicycle. He loves puns and invents false trivia. He has a dachsund named Mr. Sizzles, who is known to all the children in the neighborhood. The boy who lives next door to the rascal tells the rascal: A dog put dirt on my stomach.

The rascally man plants strawberries in his flower beds and has a pair of pretend mice. He loves pork chops cooked in bacon grease and hangs little colored flags from the big tree in his back yard. His favorite colors are orange and blue. He likes to whistle.