My dad use to say that if you could count the number of true friends you had on one hand you were lucky. Before dad died in an accident he was retired and would spend his days in his shed, pulling things apart and putting them back together again. Dad didn’t tend to go around to his friends houses but they would always come … Continue reading What is a friend?
I remember being in primary school when I was about 8 years old I would look at the 12 year olds and think they were adults and I just couldn’t wait to be that old. Of course when I got to 12, I just couldn’t wait to turn 15 so I could get my drivers licence. When I was 15 I couldn’t wait to … Continue reading Why the toilet is my favourite place to be!