So I’m-nearly-six-you-know Danny is football mad, and we took him and Wiz to the park with the ball. Hub and IN6YKD went off to kick the ball around – I watched this with interest as it is some decades since Hub’s foot was in close proximity to a ball… actually, he acquitted himself quite well
Hub wandered off and IN6YKD kicked the ball to me instead. Without thinking, I kicked it back, several times.
Why does nobody warn you about what happens when your inner 8-year-old meets your arthritic grandmother
(image from footanklealliance.com)