The theme for this week's Gallery Post is: Friends.
As no one in their right mind would ever admit to being my friend, I shall tell you instead about a fleeting acquaintance.
There's always something a little forlorn about a child's lost toy. We'd passed this little fellow, let's call him Burt. We'd passed Burt several times last week on the school run, in all weathers. He looked cheerful none the less.
Part of me wanted to pick him up, take him home, give him a wash and the love he so rightly deserves. The other part of me thought, 'Ooo, skanky.
But don't be concerned for Bert. Bert was conspicuous by his absence on the school run Friday morning. Seems someone much more gracious than myself has rescued him, or binned him. Yeah, probably binned him. Have a nice day!
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