June 15th – Performing Arts

1999: We left home at eight but had to turn round and come back as we passed the washing machine repair man on the way (although he wasn’t actually due for 20 minutes).  We left him to get on with the repairs and mum took me to Edons.  Uncle Teddy came round tonight and fixed my football nets up properly for me and then we scored some goals.  I got muddy and we put the hose pipe on to wash down my wellies.  Oh what fun – I chased Uncle Teddy round the garden spraying him!  Mummy told him the Tigger story which he thought was very funny.  Not so funny for mum though who now has to go through the procedure morning and night to get me to wee.  Well she started it and anyway it’s her problem – I’m quite happy to wee in my nappy (which I am now back in).  We were eating our tea in the garden and I started playing with the rabbit hutch. Mum told me to stop it as I would hurt myself but I chose to ignore her and next we were on the way to the doctors where the nurse gave me a lollipop and removed the huge splinter which had gone down the side of my thumb nail.  I was very brave and very good and mum was very proud of me. 

2019:  Saturday and back to work in insurance. Saturday night used to be club performance nights at Mercy, Bished and  in Norwich. No more performing with Tigger, but getting paid to dress up and dance with a free tab was great fun.

#Tigger #Toddlers #mums #toilettraining #splinters #clubbing #performing #Norwich #Mercy #Flaunt #Bished #work #childhood #adulthood

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