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Your gran was making sandwiches for our small picnic in the park. It had been your idea, although we wanted to to go swimming, but your gran said she didn't like you going to the swimming pool with those women wearing those skimpy swimming costumes. Once she'd done the sandwiches we set off for the park. Gran said it is always best to tell truth, Benny, you said, lies are complicated things needing a good memory and poor soul. I always try to tell the truth, I said, but now and then a lie creeps out and before you know it it has grown like a big snake. We went down the subway talking, our voices echoing along the walls. You were wearing that red beret on top of your long fair hair. We walked along to the park. Why do people lie? you said. I guess it seems to get them out of trouble or get them things, I said. But to lie is bad, you said. We entered the park and found an area of grass in the sun and sat down. I had two bottles of pop and you had the sandwiches. We began to eat and sip the pop. You talked about school and what Mr Finn had said about the Norman kings. I watched two dogs over way doing kind of weird things.
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Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC
Picnic with Janice 1956
Your gran was making sandwiches for our small picnic in the park. It had been your idea, although we wanted to to go swimming, but your gran said she didn't like you going to the swimming pool with those women wearing those skimpy swimming costumes. Once she'd done the sandwiches we set off for the park. Gran said it is always best to tell truth, Benny, you said, lies are complicated things needing a good memory and poor soul. I always try to tell the truth, I said, but now and then a lie creeps out and before you know it it has grown like a big snake. We went down the subway talking, our voices echoing along the walls. You were wearing that red beret on top of your long fair hair. We walked along to the park. Why do people lie? you said. I guess it seems to get them out of trouble or get them things, I said. But to lie is bad, you said. We entered the park and found an area of grass in the sun and sat down. I had two bottles of pop and you had the sandwiches. We began to eat and sip the pop. You talked about school and what Mr Finn had said about the Norman kings. I watched two dogs over way doing kind of weird things.
TerryCollett
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Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC
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