I get the feeling that they shouldn’t have been there.
On my way back from a visit to the bank today I saw a couple of teenage school boys walking along discussing whatever it is that school boys discuss these days.
Looking across the carpark to see a car about to pull into a bay, one of the boys suddenly said something to the effect of, “Oh no … it’s my dad.”
Both boys immediately started training for next year’s Commonwealth Games by commencing a wonderful sprint through the carpark towards a small shopping area.
Posted by Rodney Olsen
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Didn’t anyone else have these sort of moments as a kid…?
I know I did. Although it was more likely to be my sisters. Mother or Auntie than Dad. But nothing that a swift run in the other direction didn’t save…