‘There’s a cool bike!’ cried the young man as I rode past him in Bigtown this afternoon. Clearly a lad of real taste and discernment, I thought, despite his being only six years old. Or maybe because?
Oh well. I take my compliments where I can get them, these days. And, besides, he was right; it is a cool bike.
July 28, 2009 at 10:46 pm |
nice to see the youngsters have good taste.
youngsters god I’m showing my age.
John
July 29, 2009 at 2:04 pm |
You and me both