Is that sand Mummy? It looks like sand.
A small boy gazed at the passenger jet engine that now lay atomized in swirling heaps of dust on the gallery floor.
Well yes i think it is sand but it’s not just ordinary sand is it there’s some black sand and some grey sand and some white sand…come on now we’ll go get some lunch.
You don’t have sand indoors Mummy!
Behind them, a grown man turned from the blurb on the wall to the dust and back again in astonishment, then went off to inspect some processed brain matter.
