I thought about
this sad little table which had now become a surface for garage junk.
Not exact matches
I recently missed out on a
little table at my local thrift shop that I had been considering buying — so
sad!
We promptly turned around and ate our
sad little lunch on a picnic
table and then drove back home.
In not too many years it is conceivable that a
sad little scene will play out around the kitchen
tables in some American homes: «Sorry, kids, we're not going to Disney World this year... Daddy's going to fly in a spaceship!»