It was quite fun putting them on; I suppose it reminded me
of less turbulent times as a 5-year-old in nursery school. But when I took it
down to the lane this morning for emptying, I had second thoughts. Frankly, it
looks a bit silly. I imagine pairs of mothers passing on the way to school, sniggering
and nudging one another:
‘Would you say that’s yet another reason to chase him to the
top of a burning mill with pitchforks?’
I suppose I could always take them off, but I’m not sure I
don’t relish the prospect of adventure.
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