Yes, it's true. My son is a shoplifter! Oh the shame...
We went to our local hardware shop today to buy a feather duster. I mentioned in my last post that my Mum is coming to stay. Well, she doesn't like spiders, so I thought it was about time I tackled the cobwebs!
I love my local hardware shop. The staff are so knowledgeable and helpful. They sell everything. If I go in with a vague description of what I need they always sell me the correct item. I'm always tempted to ask if they have fork handles, but I'm guessing they've heard that one before.
I'd parked the boys as far away from the shelves as possible, this is tricky with a tandem pushchair in a tiny shop! The shop keeper had sold me a blue feather duster and he had even put a carrier bag over the end to stop it getting wet in the summer rain. Don't worry, I will re-use the carrier bag!!
Off we went on our merry way. We hadn't gone far when I heard a strange banging noise from the front of the pushchair. I went to investigate and found Presley cuddling his bounty: a massive wooden coffee canister. He was banging the lid on the canister, as they do. I told him he mustn't take things from shops and turned the pushchair around.
The shop keeper was standing in the doorway waiting. Luckily he had a big grin on his face. He said he had noticed it was missing. I prised it away from Presley and gave it back with my apologies.
Off we went again. After a short walk I thought I'd better check on Presley. I was about to give him another speech about how shop lifting was naughty behaviour, but he looked up at me and beamed. He looked so pleased with himself that I beamed back.
Get something useful next time Dodger!
