My Father’s Special Memory of His Father

Dad once told us that he had broken a window playing cricket, He had tried to fix it himself with brown paper and had hoped his dad would not notice,

He was terrified what his father would say, instead his father had just got on and quietly repaired it!

l Love The Sound of Breaking Glass

It’s just not cricket! (I met Ian Botham once. 》

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