One Crowded Hour

By GlassRoad

refreshing

There is a WILD storm clattering overhead and the temperature has dropped by many degrees.
Not so this afternoon when junior, A and I went for a bush walk which involved passing the cricket oval when A decided to stage his own pitch invasion in pursuit of a 'four'.
We skulked off to the deli, junior for some ice cream extravaganza involving Smarties and me a boring old icy pole (ice lolly to you northern hemispherians) which A eyed up while panting like a marathon runner.

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