I squint my eyes trying to see past the intense glare of the sun.

Where am I?

How did I get here?

Passers by look down at me sceptically.

They probably think I'm a weirdo.

"Are you ok?" A woman asks kneeling down beside me.

"I think so" I tell her

She sits down and keeps me company.

"Where are you from?" She asks with a smile.

"England" I say remembering a country I had seen on TV.

What don't look at me like that I couldnt exactly go oh yeah I'm from Oz could i?

"What's your name darling?" She asks.

"Glinda" I say smiling at her.

"Oh what a pretty name" she says "lets get you out of the cold" we stand up and she leads me to what I can only expect to be her house.