Mabel: Mama, you’re my favourite. You’re my favourite because you get the spiders out of their webs so they don’t scare me.
We went to Ferrymead! For Children’s Day! We rode the tram!
Mother was mostly concerned with the light fittings! They were good light fittings. And the ceiling! She has a thing for pressed tin.
We found things with wheels!
And bright red doors!
We climbed in the butter churn!
And chased these chickens!
We played in the phone box!
And made prank calls!
We found the Post Office!
And ate chips in the garden of a weatherboard house! (Which does not differ, really, from our every day life!)
We rode something else! A steam train this time!
Mother was mostly concerned with this sign. It was a good sign. She’d like it to hang in her kitchen.
And though it was crawling with people, we found little pockets of stillness. And like so many pockets, that’s where there’s treasure.