Vicky Biccy's Blog

Being a big kid

I’m pretty small for an adult. But apparently, I’m still too big to be a kid.

When the first proper amount of snow fell on my council estate, My car was snowed in, so I couldn’t get into work. While it was technically 'working from home', I couldn’t resist getting outside to play before I settled down in front of the computer. I pulled on the layers until I was very warm and not very mobile, and went out into the winter wonderland with my partner.

Since all of the schools in my area were closed, the hill nearby was full of little kids hurtling down the field whatever they could find… bright plastic sledges, baking trays, black bags and even a ‘For Sale’ sign! Although I’m a big kid, I thought it might be a little too embarrassing (for them) if I were to join in. So instead, I trudged along to the pavement, sat on a (too small) blue sledge, and prepared myself to be pushed down the hill. I was in this position, hat over eyes, when a neighbour walked past and said, ‘how old are you?!’

I didn’t tell him. Most people say I look young for my age, so I thought I would let him make up his own mind! But I did wait until he had gone before I went sliding down the hill… and broke the sledge.
 

Created on Wed 13th January 2010 16:38