If adults are different why should children be the same?
Wednesday, October 26th, 2011
Last week I had the following conversation with a friend.
Friend: Are you coming on the coach-trip to Blackpool?
Me: No. I didn’t fancy it with Arch. He hates being strapped in a seat. Making him sit still for three hours there and three hours back is something I’d rather avoid.
Friend: You should just tell him he has to sit still. That’s what I do with my little granddaughter. I could take her on a coach journey anywhere.
Me: So? Ebony is Ebony and Arch is Arch. That’s the difference.