Today I have played nice, been a good girl and my story is 150 words exactly!
The idea may be a little obvious but have you ever wondered if Mary Poppins had a little brother? Let's call him Harry...
Harry Poppins looked up into the sky, shielding his eyes from the glare of the sun.
It appeared he had landed in between his world and the next. He failed to see how he might change things for the better perched on this high ledge.
The umbrella, a present from his sister, gave him much needed stability as he retrieved the letter from his inside jacket pocket.
He shook out the crumpled paper, particles of ash floated in the air, quite understandable when the letter had travelled to him up a chimney, he sighed, so few letters were received in this manner now.
Pondering how he might get down safely and complete his task he heard a noise to his right.
A nervous looking man was clambering from a window with apparently no cares about his safe descent.
Immediately Harry knew he had landed in the perfect spot after all.