Elvish

The driver elves have brought their wares from overseas to celebrate the strange festival we have here in Liver Land. They paused outside a glass building for reasons that may never be fully known, save that we went to worship them in any event. Small children wailed and parents pressed them in front of the big red lorry thus to record them to posterity on a facebook timeline that will forever keep scrolling, scrolling, scrolling until even their grandfolk move onto the real thing. The driver elves, however, did not appear and one suspects they had a better date in the pub around the corner.