My mother would dress me up in some obscence clothing, notibly one was Purple Velvet trousers and jacket. My Grandmother used to own a couple of fancy dress studios and I was paraded around in many a costume. The duck one always springs to mind!
Went to cubs for a while, can't remember much from it, maybe played a bit of British Bulldog and the likes. Got a few badges then onto scouts. 1st Camping trip - was chopping some wood and being as green as I was somehow managed to chop my ankle with an hand axe (down to the bone). Hobbled along...
I can't see how they can repair the damage to that barrier in good time, several of the posts that are concreted into the ground are bent in half.
Edit: looks like they are just driven straight into the ground, so they should be able to do it quite quickly then.
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