Heh heh, Jim left the door open overnight! These Southern folks are far too trusting. Usually I'm over here but I'm never one to refuse hospitality.

Jim's suggested topic is favourite childhood memories. This is difficult for me because I was abducted by aliens at a young age who altered my memory. Sure they called themselves "Mum" and "Dad" but they had the audacity to repeat the experiment with my "brother". I actually tried to escape once. I managed to climb up to the front door, open it and go for a walk down to the local police station. Given I was about 10 months old at the time (and the walk was more crawl) I wasn't taken seriously. This is all true.

So to my humourous childhood memory. The four of us, "Mum", "Dad" and my "brother" Paul were on holidays. I was about 6, Paul 4 and he was using "floaties" to help him swim. Except his big brother didn't use floaties so he didn't really need them, did he? And he didn't need to tell M or D he was going a for swim, did he? So when suddenly a stranger in the hotel pool noticed a little boy making a bee-line for the bottom he jumped in with "Dad" close behind to rescue him. No long lasting damage was done. But it was pretty funny.

Maybe you had to be there.

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