Air Conditioning!


Heater controlsMy 22-month-old granddaughter is a born fiddler! She particularly enjoys playing with switches and handles. Sometimes with unexpected consequences…

I drove down the road,
On a hot afternoon,
The sweat poured from me,
I thought that I might swoon.
I turned on the air con,
Windows all right down,
It was even hotter,
By the time I entered town!
Just after I parked,
My resolve almost shot,
I looked down at the heater controls,
They’d been turned to HOT!

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