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| By BrianRobertNeal | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 27 May 2006 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I seem to have spent my life just missing out on things, perhaps this is a very heavily encoded piece of wish fullfillment, who knows. Go on son you have it. I went down the Supermarket to buy fags. But I also had a look round to see what they had in the sales. I grabbed a few bargains; mostly drink related and then I picked up a Kylie Mynogue calendar. It was down to a quid. As I looked at it; I noticed out of the corner of my eye, a litle boy about the age of seven. He looked quite upset; so I asked him, "What's the matter son?" "Nothing " he replied. I persisted "Oh yes there is, tell me what's the matter" He answered, "Nothing's the matter" I then bullied him, "What is the matter, tell me or I'll get angry!" "Well , that's the last one and Mum has said I can buy it with my pocket money, but you've got it." I looked at him, he was almost in tears, and so was I. I said to him "Go on son; you 'ave it." I gave him the calendar and watched him run down the aisle to his mother. I saw him approach her and tell her what had happened. She looked across and blew me a kiss and then they went off. ---------------------------------------------- Who's a lucky boy? I'm the only one that doesn't make a fuss. I get dressed and wait at the front door for Mum. The older ones just row with her and Dad keeps out the way, in case Mum asks him to go down the Supermarket. As usual, I point out the parking space, then run and get the trolley. I'm the one who knows where everything is. On her own Mum would go round and round in circles. So it wouldn't have hurt her to have bought me the Kylie Minogue calendar; would it? In the end, I said that I would buy it with my pocket money. She said o.k. and I ran back up the aisle to get it. This old man pushes in and grabs hold of it. I just stand there, biting my lip becuse I'm not going to cry, I'm far to big to be seen crying like a girlie. The man looks at me crossly and says "What's the matter with you" I tell him "nothing" but he keeps on at me; so I tell him the truth. He smiles and says, "Go on son you 'ave it." I race back to Mum and tell her what's happened. She says to me, "You are a lucky boy ,cos I'm going to treat you to it" --------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks "Dad" My youngest is a dear little soul. He pops about and helps me out; without needing to be asked. So why did I make such a fuss about that bloody calendar. And now he's lost it to some old boy, who funnily enough looks very similar to my late father. I know what my old Dad would have done. He was soft with kids. However the old boy starts talking to my lad. I keep a close eye on them . As I'm just about to shout out, the old boy hands the calendar over. The smile on my lad's face as he ran back would have melted the South Pole. I looked up at the Old Boy and he was beaming at us. I thought "Thanks Dad" but instead of saying anything I blew him a kiss.
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