Hop on, I'll take you on a journey...

Some pier jumping that my mum would definitely not approve of.

As a child I was not allowed within 3 miles of a trampoline, lest I snapped my little noggin off. Although this has probably not done me any harm, it has ingrained a slight and constant worriedness into my day to day activities. Spontaneousness is often nipped in the bud by my ability to draw up long mental lists of possible risks which play out in my head like some morbid Youtube channel. I also find myself wincing and feeling responsible for any child in the street who strays more than an inch away from their parent. Thus I am constantly prepared for my heroic moment of saviour as I whisk the child from the oncoming vehicle.

I wonder what I'd ask in return from the parents, some cool shoes maybe.