Now I were not a perfect child - son - I checked me mum!
I recall one time me mum were chasing me
I were just out of reach - just!
Back then we lived on an estate of prefabs - prefabricated housing
Right snug comfy!
Anyway I have distracted me self as is my tendency!
I ran out our prefab - saw me playmate Brian Ball
On his bike - and just like a cowboy - jumps on the saddle!
'' Ride Bri - me mums after me! '' ; and off in to the sunset we rode
Hell for leather - we went!

ken d williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith

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Written on 2018-08-10 at 10:26

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:D this is so sweet as a child's memory and a mum's memory too... although at the time both parties felt probably agitated :)

Those were the days, there was probably hell to pay later from your mum.

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Wow! Great story. But you still had to come home sometime and Mum was waiting....😜