the writer had lunch at a village pub.she could not find her bag after her meal.she could not pay the bill.the handlord soon found it for her.his dog had taken it into the gargen.

      the play was going to begin at any moment. i asked fot two tickets.there were none left. Susan and i were disappointed.just then,a man hurried to the ticket office. he returned two tickets .they were for next Wednesday's

performance. i bought them.

      Fishing is the writer's favourite sport.some unlucky fishermen catch old boots and rubbish.the writer is not so lucky

he never catches anything. he is not really interested in fishing. sitting in a boat and doing nothing at all ia the only thing that interests him.