I found it at the entrance to Clyne Gardens and after I'd picked it up I waited for the hand on my shoulder.
When my cousin, Lynne, and I were young we were taken to Clyne. We must have wandered off from the family and we picked a small bunch of wild flowers. Suddenly we were surrounded by park-keepers! There must have been five at least. (Okay, maybe just two but it was still a bit excessive to apprehend two nine-year-old girls.)
They told us off and took the flowers from us. I've never picked wild flowers since. (That may not be strictly true but if I have it's been in a very sustainable way.)
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I'm lost. You picked up a nut? That's illegal?
No, Sharon, it's not. I was just remembering the wild flower picking, which is illegal!
Ohhhhh....
Getting 'pinched.'
At 9 years of age!
For picking wild flowers!!!!
Surely a life of crime, in the making!!!!
-giggggles-
Cute memory!!!!!!
Does she remember too, I wonder???
I don't know, Luna. Lynne and I were very close growing up and spent a lot of time together but later on she moved away and cut herself off from the family. And when we met a few years ago it turned out that her memories were very different from mine.
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