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Walsall Park and Telford Fair

05 April 2003   

 

Walsall Park and Telford Fair

Started off me wanting to visit my old mate in Walsall. His mum's suffering from dementia, and it's taking a toll on him. She's been in hospital for 4 months, awaiting a bed, and 'there aren't any.' Every day his visits, and everyday she gets worse.
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But, on the motorway across, Esme insist that we visit the park first. I try calling but no answer, suspect he's not wanting a visit from me and the kids. He's 50, a bachelor, no kids and though he pretends they're OK, he doesn't really enjoy them

So we visit the park and we're there for 3 hours. Walsall Park's pretty good except for the bullies and 4 year old sociopaths. Bradley picks up a weird one. Starts off friendly enough, but he pushes Bradley so Bradley says, "no, no." Which the little boy apes and pushes Bradley. This goes on too many times and I pull Bradley away, but the boy has learnt Bradley's name and follows us around, now he has a stick too. I spy his parent, saying something about the stick, but it is to no avail, we move to another part of the park, and eventually lose him - weirdo

[PS] I forgot to add how this little episode started. The little boy, about four, started on Esme first, Bradley spotted this and marched over and told him, "no, no, no!" He protected his big sister. This confused the little boy at first, but Bradley didn't follow through. Gonna have to get him into boxing lessons ";->" I'll give him the tools for his bravery.
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We head back to Telford, and end up at a travelling fair next to the small park, Amanda arrives too, I call he, she really shouldn't miss these two on the rides, this is the first time Esme has really taken to the rides, and Bradley just follows her on.
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They had a fantastic time, and ride on nearly everything. Soon, Amanda and I are skinted. We have to go home, and to these two this isn't good news. Esme twigs straight away, and starts weeping, Bradley doesn't get it till we're at the car, "fair, park, fair." He points and cries. "Tomorrow, Bradley, we'll come back then." A sad end to a glorious day.


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