It was a scene of destruction it was Waterloo all over again bodies every where, legs and limbs askew.
Tears and wanting the very best, only what was waiting on the other side mattered. Eyes were focused , but then another set of eyes started glinting from the corner.
Well the battle lines was drawn , the red wait paint applied, the secret signals sent of silently mouthing the words " That's mine"
Quicker out the the blocks than Usain Bolt but what was this ? A Mo Farrah ( peoples champion coming through ) the troops eagerly willing them one !
So extra energy needed to be applied knowing there was a reason for a lonely Jaffa cake in my pocket it spurred me on , with Mo at snapping at the heels. A triumphant arm was stretched out clutching the prize , The customary Usain Bolt pose was taken.
Meanwhile my husband walked up and said "can we just buy the school shoes please" passing me a tissue to wipe of my red lipstick war paint.
School shoe shopping is war I tell you . WAR.....
Triumphant was I slowly squeaking away in my Crocs ...
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| Shoe School Shoe shopping is war! |
ours go back to school tomorrow, shame really means I cannot get to hold onto them on tuesday morning
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