Clowns Galore

Evening all.

Was doing the Taxi service for number one daughter and a couple of her teenage mates, who are obsessed with a current scare craze of some wandering clowns who apparently knock on your door and just stand and stare at you, or leave a balloon hanging outside your house.

Her two mates were genuinely scared senseless by this and talked about nothing else but the clowns and how they would scream or faint dead away if they saw one.

Number one daughter, being much more sensible, rational and made of somewhat sterner stuff, said that the best thing to do if you met one on the street, was to "kick them in the goolies".

That's ma girl!

night all


Therapy?