It was a warm summer day and I as I lay on the beach, drifting in and out of a dreamy sleep, I began flying across the North Pole in a jet black speed boat. My friend said: “Wow where did you buy that boat? Is it a boat or is it a bird? It must have been really expensive?” But I couldn’t answer. My mouth had frozen and anyway I was too busy watching the polar bears and penguins down below on the ice and snow. Nice to know I was gently roasting in the midday sun.