Sky scribble

While I was watching the cricket on at the Uni Oval, I lay back on the grass to look up at the sky, as the lovelorn often do, and realised there was a skywritten message in progress.

Some lovestruck bloke had hired the services of a skywriting pilot to scribble across the blue cloudless sky, the message, which was completed after 20 minutes, "Marry Me, Mel", followed by a heart struck by an arrow.

I was seriously hoping for a rival aeroplane to come and scribble in blood-red smoke-ink "NO!" and shoot down the bearer of the first fluffy message.

By Mr. Miyagi

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