I've not rambled for a while...so here goes, I'm putting it on this page just in case they're not updating the o/t board, hopefully it'll get read...and enjoyed...?...question mark not really needed...either enjoy, or ignore.
When I lived in Bedford, I would have my sons most weekends, I was divorced and my ex worked in a hospital, so my weekends just couldn't have been better, most of the weekends were spent playing sport in the park.
I was always skint back then, was in full time employment but things were a struggle.
Some time on Sunday evening I would walk the lads back home, perhaps 1+ mile, we'd chat and talk about football usually, often, to pass the time we'd find a nice pebble to kick along the pavement and see how long we could keep it going without it going onto the road, goodness forbid it pinging off a car!
if it did perchance go into the gutter edge we' try to flick it back onto the pavement, better still was if there was some sort of bottle cap, like the ones you get
