The Fly In Her Argument

This Is The First Day Of The Rest Of My Life. So Why Is My Hair Sticking Up Like A Cockerel?

Dad At Breakfast Today Being Very Quiet. I Notice He Is Clean Shaven. I Said To Him, "vati, What Has Happened To The Little Beaver That Used To Live On The End Of Your Chin?

As She Left My Room I Knew I Should Shut Up. But You Know When You Should Shut Up Because You Really Should Just Shut Up...but You Keep On And On Anyway? Well, I Had That.

When We Did Eventually Get To The Party - Me Walking Next To Dad's Volvo Driving At Five Miles An Hour - I Had A Horrible Time. Everyone Laughed At First But Then More Or Less Ignored Me. In A Mood Of Defiant Stuffed Oliveness I Did Have A Dance By Myself But Things Kept Crashing To The Floor Around Me. The Host Asked If I Would Sit Down. I Had A Go At That But It Was Useless. In The End I Was At The Gate For About An Hour Before Dad Arrived.

I Think 'growing Up' Would Mean That You Are Incredibly Tolerant And Easygoing, Liked Everything, Curious About The World Because You Weren't So Egotistically Driven.