“DID YOU CHECK?”
I went to an all boys primary school. Every morning before classes began, gangs of small boys in enormous shorts would mill around on the playground, catching up on what had happened since they had last seen each other. Most of the time, not much had happened. But once or twice a week, there was something different in the air. An undercurrent of excitement. The playground hummed like a busy newsroom as a big story breaks.
“DID YOU CHECK, HEY?”
I would hunch my shoulders and prepare for an onslaught. I had not, you see, checked. And everyone else had. Continue reading