Silurian stapled the last of his posters to a tree. He stood back and admired his campaign. Picking up his placard he walked through the pulsing throng of Saturday shoppers who stepped out of his way, perplexed as they read:
‘Bring the Moon back home!’
On Monday afternoon, after discussing his campaign with friends he realised that most people weren’t aware that the Moon had been created out of Earth debris in the first place!
By Tuesday it dawned on him that most people didn’t care.
Wednesday, while in the bath, he realised the impracticability of taking the Moon out of orbit; added to the problem of where to put her.
Thursday, he woke up in the middle of the night and recognised a major flaw, he hadn’t thought the gravity factor through. No more tides!
Friday, while lying in the garden playing with the cat and watching for shooting stars he realised that there would be no more moonlit nights.
On Saturday morning, which was unexpectedly warm, he visualised that with the Moon so close to Earth surely she would block out the sun?
Leaving the house, he fought his way back through the Saturday shoppers and took down the last of his posters.