My childhood
When I was a child I spent my summers over on the continent; my dad was an engineer and would usually find work somewhere hot and sunny. I remember when I was a child I'd be woken early by the beating hot sun streaming in through the gaps in the blinds like a laser beam. And the incredible heat. I'd get up, have a shower, and then run outside to meet up with my new friends. Every summer I started to learn a different language. Now that I'm in my thirties I can swear fluently in five languages, which comes in really handy when I'm trawling through the rush hour in central London.

One summer I was out in Spain and my mate, Juan, dared me to play this game with him. I wasn't too hot on the Spanish at this time, but thought I got the gist of it. I agreed to play this dangerous game with my little friend, Juan. So we went down to the canal, slipped off our shoes and slid into the warm, brakish water. And then we started hunting. The trick to it was to step very gently forward, your arms dangling out in front of you in the water, and then when you felt something move you flipped quickly to see if you could dislodge your quarry onto the canal bank. But we wern't hunting fish, that would've been too easy. We were hunting vipers which would hide under the water where it was cooler until the sun had relented a little.

Juan and I did the snake hunting all day. I very nearly got bitten a few times. Thinking back I'm amazed that I didn't. I mean, I didn't have a clue about snakes.

And what's this got to do with my dad? Well, he tells completely random stories too that don't seem to have any relevance at all to what he's been asked.
(Big Grant, Wed 6 May 2009, 15:48, 3 replies)

I like this...
...if only for your last sentence. I've pretty much forgotten what the theme even was this week.

Now you come to mention it, my Dad's pretty forgetful...
( TheMagicDwarf is back like ballroom dancing, Wed 6 May 2009, 15:52, closed)

*click*
Brilliantly saved with the last paragraph (obviously!)
( SeasonTicketless is too often the statue, and rarely the pigeon., Wed 6 May 2009, 15:58, closed)

Brilliant!
Clicketys for you
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Wed 6 May 2009, 16:31, closed)