Friday, 18 October 2013


I was in a park, trying to grab a cache. From the path, it was just the other side of a bush, so there I was sitting on the ground, writing in the log, and I couldn't help but overhear what was going on a few yards away.

I didn't really get the details, but it was a loud scream of "You hate me and I hate you, you never come to see my {something at school}, you always preferred {I'm guessing her sister}".

I was expecting a loud stream of swearing back, but no. {Presumably her mother} sounded calm and reasonable, and well-spoken. Followed by more screaming from the teenager.

As soon as I could, I got on my bike a pedalled away. None of my business. But I felt really sorry for the mother.

I had teenagers once.

1 comment:

  1. So did I!!

    Hey hang on, I've got some more now!! AND I've got even more to come along in 3-6 years time!!