I came out of a job interview
I don't think I did so well
I think my manner was displeasing to the members of the panel
Never mind I thought
I better get home and change these dirty clothes
So, I went into the kitchen to the cupboard under the sink and removed a brand new box of washing Powder, and to open it first I had to remove a small panel of cardboard that was perforated
Then to switch the machine on I had to press the button switch that was on some kind of panel
I chose 600 RPM
Speed cycle speed
Then I went into the bathroom
The bathroom wasn't tiled on the walls
There was a kind of waterproof material composite, panel
Panels all over the walls of my bathroom
I sat there for a while
Having a shit and thinking about panels wondering if there was any more panels in this house
Then I wonder if the whole thing is made of dry wall
Dry wall
Panels
Any more? There's bound to be more
I went upstairs? Really? Up the stairs
Like a kind of flat panel
So I got into bed. I say 'bed', I actually mean 'comfort panel'
I had a quilt on
It was a bit warm, so I kicked it off
I had another look around the room
Could I see anything?
Hang on a minute, there's a window
What it is really is some kind of glass panel in a frame that I could open shut
Panels are everywhere
For you and for me
They're in your house and garden
They're also at the side of the shed
Panels are everywhere, they're in your doors and in your houses
Panels are better than not having panels at all
Imagine if everything had to be made of something that isn't a panel?
We'd never get anything done
We like panels. I like panels
I am going to cry for panels
Panels