I was such a bad, bad child :o(

I used to disappear regularly.

Most times I’d spend hours here.

On my own. Rolling down the hill. Exploring the old building. L-ingMAO. Free and easy and happy AF.

It was a short walk from our back garden.

Then. Dah duh dah,

Parental Control kicked in. I’d sit on the back doorstep and listen to them talking about me and my antics.

Bad. Wicked. Disrespectful child. Must be made to Toe the Line.

Heyho.

Not much has changed :o)