Red

By Red

Moondog

After listening to Storm Gerrit batter the house all morning, it was a relief when it all died down.

After the sun shone for a moment, I persuaded Andy and George to go to Whitesands with Stella.

When Andy was threatening to throw sand on George, I got exasperated being the referee for two grown men. “Don’t make me be the dad,“ I yelled.

Which they seemed to find funny.

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