I was clearing leaves from a client’s border, ready for bulb planting, when a little blond boy’s head popped over the neighbours’ fence, and he said “Hey!”
Me: Hello. Have you had a good morning?
Boy: Yes.
Me: What are you standing on?
Boy: *pause* … uh, a fence.
Me: What have you been doing this morning?
Boy: Playing with toys!
Me: Have you had your lunch yet?
Boy: No.
Me: What are you going to have?
Boy: A cheese sandwich.
Me: I’m probably going to have a peanut butter sandwich.
He disappears again.
That was a nice chat, I was thinking, when his head pops back over the fence.
Him: Hello Mr Bum Juice! *gleefully*
Me:
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So, there you go. Fun times.