As
my friend and I were talking, sat on a red blanket in the back garden, my dad
was trying to stop his ladder sinking into the grass so he could clean the
windows. After a while we heard something drop near us and we both looked round
to see what it could be, then it happened again and again but this time it
was louder as it fell onto the pavement next to us. We then realised dad had a
hole in his pocket and every time he moved up the ladder, coins were falling
out of his pocket.
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