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My son walked out of a 'secure' kids play club whilst I arranged payments for the next term; off on his own through central London, bold as brass.
An hour I never ever want to relive.. thoughts that he had been kidnapped as I was assured all the doors and gates were kept closed and no kid could open them....etc etc...
All because having seen me he knew it was time to walk home, so off he went, slipping out of a gate propped open! He was only 4. Found him, glass of juice and biscuit in hand, in the office next to home with not a care in world. He found it interesting that I had arrived home in a police car.. "Have you been naughty Daddy?''
It took a few strong drinks to settle me that night.
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Share with me. Teach me something I didn't know. Make me think. But don't make me a bit player in your passion play of egotism. Dueller. 13/03/09
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