Home Alone
SnapHappyWanderer There’s a funny story I used to tell, about the time when I was about 4 years old when my mother and step dad left me alone with my sister who was 18 mths younger than me. The story is that they went out for fish and chips. I was left with my sleeping sister to wait for them to come back.
After a while she was awake and fussing crying and crying so I found her some medicine and gave her some but it didn’t work she just cried more. My parents came back and to their horror the medicine was actually some kind of furniture polish. Chips forgotten an ambulance was called and we rushed to hospital for my little sisters stomach to be pumped.
I then managed to give them the slip and wandered off and was missing for hours. I was found in a children’s ward somewhere fast asleep on top of a rocking horse.
I always repeated this story with much laughter and hilarity and I actually remember the “medicine bottle”.
Now though, I realise it actually isn’t a funny story at all …