Skull Dreams

So there we all are, in a field on a game show where there is a load of towels hanging up.
Each member of the team has an allotted time in which to collect some towels.
The towels have prizes written on them in black marker pen.

A chicken is tugging at a thread from one of the towels.

We all pile into an old car that will only go backwards and, as I drive us to our new house that we have just won across the field from where the gameshow is still continuing, I notice that someone has removed all of the air vents from the dashboard.

The house appears to be made of old bricks and has several places where they have fallen down.  I look in one of these openings and it's full of skeletons, but made of computer wire frame model as if on an old green-screen monitor.  I lift one of the skulls and it collapses into a pile of useless vector lines in my hand.

The whole thing has left me rather despondant.

Tea:  Green Redbush Tick Tock
Favorite marble:  Spanny Naked Lady
On the tune box: TM JUKE - Come Away