Singing, painting my face, writing poems and making up children’s stories on the spot. Wish I had written down all the bedtime stories I made up over the years.
The big surprise was being told by a friend after first try out at his rifle range that I was a good shot and should join a club.
Not for me, I used to have a very short wick and there would have been a few corpses around?
Someone needs to go back to Junior School himself.
Things that (sometimes unreasonably) get on your nerves...hopefully lighthearted






