bob
after ye olde tesco shoppe for the weekly provisions, took sons for a day of 'tobogganing'.
dodging hails storms and showers.
it was much fun.
i had to ride with whooping-boy z.
maximum was able to go on his own.
the only fatality of the day was a squirrel who foolishly stepped out in front of someone else tobogganing downhill.
it was still twitching as we passed by at speed, unable to stop and offer rodent first aid.
we all loved tobogganing so much, after a picnic by the pond, we returned for another 3 turns.
back at farm later whilst watching 'youtube' videos of winter olympic bobsleigh, i noticed z clutching at his groin and fidgeting.
'do you need the loo, z?' i asked
'no' he said
'why are you holding your willy then?' i asked
'because i want to'
fair enough and fair comment.
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