I can still remember the day, I mean, I was contemplating faking my own death. I’d got chewy stuck in my hair. God knows how. I wasn’t even allowed Chewing Gum. To make things worse I’d bought it with the money for the church collection. I hadn’t gone to church. So God was after me as well as Mum and I knew my Mum would kill me. So I hid, frightened for hours. By seven I was starving so skulked home, Mum was relieved, said she thought I was dead.
She didn’t even notice the gum knotted in my hair.
Christopher 7 months ago
Nice one. I'm afraid I don't remember that day, as I was not quite 3. I do vaguely remember a few months later watching the premiere of a new TV show about 3 little girls who went to the police academy and ended up working for a guy named Charlie. (Sorry, I don't know if you guys had Charlie's Angels over there.)
Lisa Williams 7 months ago
We DID have it… and quite enjoyed the film from 2000 too! X