mercredi 5 mars 2014
Standing daydreaming in the queue at La Poste today with a huge parcel destined for Australia, my mind for some reason wandered back to when I was 10 years old.
My mum had recently returned from hospital with my new sister Lynn and I was mightily miffed not to be the youngest of the family any more. Mum was 43 years old when she had Lynn so much fuss was made of the new arrival by various visitors and relatives.
A few days later my mum asked me to watch my new baby sister whilst she quickly went to the shop opposite for a loaf of bread. Lynn was sound asleep in her crib.
As soon as mum was out of the door I lifted my sister into a large cardboard box that was for some reason in the hallway. I taped it up and wrote a label to send her to Australia.
Fortunately Lynn stayed asleep through the whole thing and still slept soundly as mum came back and caught me in the act !
Needless to say I was in big trouble and promptly decided that I would instead take myself to Australia to live in the wilds with Skippy the Bush Kangaroo.
DO they have brocantes in the outback I wonder?!!!
A la prochaine mes belles