|Me kept in the dark|
She might be 43 years old but she keeps having accidents on the playground. The first time was taking me down a slide so at least I was participating in that accident. She went down so quickly and stopped so suddenly that she claimed her legs were foreshortened.
Then there is this gigantic telephone thing that you can speak into at one end of the park and listen to at the other end. I had been chatting to her and then gone off when she started boring me. Someone else's daddy went over to it and Mummy was still roaring like a lion and squeaking like a mouse. He looked really embarrassed but not as embarrassed as Mummy when she realised I was standing next to her.
Last week, she fell off a swing in front of Nana. Nana was pushing me on my swing and Mummy was next to me messing about. She was trying to make the swing go over the bar when she shot forward and then tipped off in mid flight. Nana thought it was the funniest thing ever. Mummy didn't mention all the other accidents to her.
Then tonight, she got stuck up a climbing frame in the dark and daddy had to get her down. Fortunately, it was so dark - no one else was about to see her.
Anyway, I don't need play grounds anymore. I've moved on. I've found cupboards..................