I’d intended to go to today’s trade session at the Sussex Beer Festival which I missed last year because of the death of my father in-law. I was planning to park up in Shoreham and take the train in to Hove. On my return I was getting a lift from the wife if I’d given in to the temptation of that second pint.
Work completed. Family permission obtained. Handbrake applied and car locked up when:
…Bingly Bong. My mobile phone which now has a bell ringing theme (instead of a quacking duck) goes off.
Voice: ‘Hello, this is Steyning Primary School. Your boy has developed some itchy spots that are bleeding. He’s sitting with me here now. I’ll just put him on’
Me: ‘Hello ?’
Very small and unhappy voice: ‘Daddy can you come and get me ?’
The Dr. has prescribed a bottle of foul tasting jollop and the boy is off school temporarily. As for me – I hope to be at next year’s trade session instead. Third time lucky.
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