The Birthday Present..

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Today is my birthday.  I’m about 36…*chokes on a terrible lie*

In the paper shop, way back when, there was a huge aeroplane toy that I’d been drooling over for weeks!  Dad’s arm had been twisted beyond decency to buy it for me; he had very little, possibly no choice.  I would settle for nothing less.

I fidgeted and fidgeted while I waited with dad on the corner near the shop for my eldest brother to be dropped off from work.  It was Friday he’d have been paid; things were tight and my brother’s pay packet was going to fund my pressie.

Eventually my brother arrived and we headed straight to the shop, however, the plane was gone and the next best thing was just too expensive!  I settled for a slightly less pricey present in the end but not before I nagged dad to try and buy my present with Monopoly money that we had at home…on account of Mr. Spence, the shop proprietor being partially sighted!

I saw it as being creative… Dad didn’t agree.  Happy birthday, me.

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About Robert

A forty-something Celestial Travel Agent. Walked many paths; some good, lots bad. Meandering through the past, plodding in the present, crawling toward the future.
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