Thanks to Donna for hosting the Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge
Photo courtesy of Morguefile
A police officer came over shaking his head.
‘You can’t park that there mate. It’s causing an obstruction.’
‘Yes, I’m sorry. I’m going to have to call a recovery service as I can’t get any traction.’
‘Yo-hoo!’ came a cheery voice from the caravan. ‘Don’t know what that thump was but I’ve just made a brew. Anyone want a cup? Nigel dear, I’m afraid the kettle sloshed all over the kitchen as we upended but it managed to put the fire out.’