Yesterday's corner time: 2 Minutes.
Another nice day and we were out in the garden again.
I discovered that Dad isn't too keen on wasps. He was continually pestered by them all afternoon and on several occasions, flailed around madly before running for cover into the Kitchen.
On the third occasion, he removed his boots only to find some strawberry jam smeared down the back.
"Hmm, Strange - that looks like jam. It tastes like Jam. It is Jam! Wonder how that got there?" mused Dad.
In the evening, when they went to bed, I could hear Dad asking my Mum to check behind the curtains for wasps. After peering behind the first curtain, she ran from the room screaming before bursting into laughter.
Sweet.
Matthew.
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