by Keith Evans
It's about time I had another 'grump'. I have been neglecting you of late.
Summer is here and soon the kids will be rampaging around like a lot of psychopathic gremlins. Not that I don't like kids, as you know, but they just happen to be noisy, spoilt, over active, demanding little urchins. I was one myself once, so they tell me.
There is a very favourable report in the Sunday Telegraph this week from a father about the NMMC. The favourites with his kids were the helicopter, beach buggy and the life rafts. He said they learnt a lot without realising it. On the beach he was told off for not swimming between the safety flags.
There is a lull at the moment although there's a lot of oldies around. One old lady was flying around on her mobility scooter.
"Fascinating place" she called out as she skidded to a halt inches from my toes. "My husband has gone shopping."
"That's rather novel" I thought. It's usually the ladies who indulge in retail therapy.
