‘Dad’ it’s you!’ my sons pointed. Oh how they laughed!

 

In serious need of plastic tree surgery!

We’d been getting along so well, my sons and I, exploring and laughing, picnicking and cavorting. All the best cliches of a family out and about on a perfect Spring day out in the parkland near to where we live.

And then we turned a corner.

‘Dad, it’s you!’ my six year-old yelped.

I looked up and saw, well, what I often see in the mirror on a weekend morning. A case of E-Tree phone home, perhaps?

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  1. Oh dear! Bless them, so witty! You’ll be able to wreak your revenge when they are greasy spotty teens! I think it is a tree with character ;-D