Last night my Wife, and my two darling, polite children went to listen to some free entertainment on the foreshore of Lake MacQuarie at Warners bay Eslpanade.
It was a beautiful afternoon, slightly warn, gentle NE breeze kicking up on occations, perfect. The kids listened to the music for about an hour until just after sunset, thats when the rot set in.
I bumped into a friend of the family I have not seen for several years and started to talk to him. He then motioned to his wife and she came over and Tania and myself started to exchange stories and catch up on lost history so to speak.
all the time the kids were getting restless because they knew we did not have our full attention on them. then disaster struck.
My son, yes i still admidt to owning him, too late to put him back now, pulled one right out of left field, an attention catching manouver that had to be seen to be believed. he dropped his dacks, stripped off and proceeded to urinate on the back leg of the gentleman I was speaking to. He promptly was taken by surprise and jumped out of the way of the offending stream to the howling laughter from the masses all around. But my son was not content with the first strike, he proceeded to follow him with wee in full stream chasing him. There was not a hole deep enought to swallow my wife or myself
. We quickly apologised and gathered up the chairs, drinks and clothing and dragging our son to the cheers and whooping sounds of the crowd and the band. the band even stopped playing the song they had been playing. Cut is short by a few verses and started another song, "one for the road" by willy nelson. Coincidence I think not!!!
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