Stanford-Le-Hope, United Kingdom
Essex boy wearing Portland, Oregon shades.
I was born on 10/29/66. It was a dark, dark, dark night. The dogs howl at the full moon. It was chucking out time at The Bull Inn, Debbie Skinner and Sharon Cartwright always felt compelled to howl at the moon.
I was raised with chickens on a farm in Essex and my parents were good to us. We had the best chicken feed and had clean water every day. But, I was not happy. I knew there was a bigger world out there, on the other side this chicken coop. Bigger, better more magical things.
So, with the help on the other chickens we planned my escape. For 6 months we took turns to scratch at the soil in the north west corner on the coop, pretending to look for worms. The at last we had managed to scratch a hole under the chicken wire fence, just big enough to fit through.
That night, the moon was low in the sky. The night chill picked at my skin, it was time to leave the coop and the start of my adventure.....America HERE I COME.
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