Reading this tale about Betty on her red Sled brings back memories when I used to live in Switzerland, and how my brothers used to terrorise me down the snowy and ice packed hills we lived on, that was lined by snow laden trees. A memory that also included two sleds, a precise crash, a dislodgement of my favourite jingly jangly pom pom beanie, a bump on my forehead and lots of snow down my coat and in my hair! Crawling back home sopping wet, I didn't get the type of sympathy I was looking for from my mum, and all my brothers got was the side eye from my step dad.
They're gone now, ( my parents that is biological and step) hopefully yucking it up in heaven and comparing notes on the "wild kids" ! I'd like to think they're keeping an eye out for us still on earth.
Miss you.
lots of love
Dx
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