Trampoline

Yesterday’s corner time: 0 Minutes.

It was my fourth Birthday over the weekend. It won’t be long now before I can drive.

Dad says that I already drive him around the bend but I want to be able to drive him a little bit further than that. Perhaps, over that edge that he’s always referring to.

I thought being four would mean that I would be bigger and stronger but having looked in the mirror, it doesn’t appear that much has changed. This is very disappointing.

However, the disappointment was short lived and soon dissipated on receipt of my main present – a huge trampoline. This made me very happy.

I’m not too sure that our neighbours are as happy, as any semblance of privacy that they may have maintained has now vanished as my head repeatedly bobs above their hedge.

I’ve tried to engage them in polite conversation mid-bob but these tend to be disjointed and breathless affairs as I’m continually disappearing from view, as gravity takes its inevitable toll.

The safety net has yet to arrive which means that if I time it right, I can ping Becca off the side into the bushes.

Matthew.