When we lived not very far from ain the small country town. I always wrote in marker pen name and address of my children’s larger toys, as we shared with other children on picnics and camping trips. I was busy preparing the3 evening meal when a truck pulled into my driveway. My Mister three year old was sitting up in passenger seat looking rather pleased with himself. The driver was known to us and he was the owner of the service station. He was delivering my son home as he had gone up the street about a block and crossed over a narrow grassed nature strip and across the busy road , pushing his sister’s bike complete with trainer wheels up to the pump and said “Fill er up mate” as he had heard his daddy say so many times. I had not even missed him as he was as I thought, playing out in our back yard. We can still laugh about this now but at the time I had to keep a straight face while letting him know never to do this again.
Posted by Tene, 14th December 2014
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