Sing in pain

No man­ners

The Sunday Post (Dundee) - - OPINION -

On a long rem­i­nisc­ing phone call to my sis­ter last night I re­called a story from our child­hood which had been buried in the dust of time for over 60 years.

Our father not long back from the war, was at­tempt­ing to come to terms with the con­trast be­tween five years of hell and ad­just­ing into civil­ian life.

We were very noisy chil­dren who ar­gued and fought with each other all the time, on such an oc­ca­sion my Dad couldn’t take the noise any longer, he ap­proached us, stern faced grabbed hold of my wrist and led me to an­other room.

I was lifted up and firmly placed over his knee. I suf­fered six While out with my grand­daugh­ter do­ing a Sat­ur­day shop, we de­cided to go for lunch.

While wait­ing for our food, we both couldn’t help but no­tice a fam­ily of four hav­ing theirs. Half of it ended up on the floor and on leav­ing they never both­ered to lift any of it.

My grand­daugh­ter turned to me and said: “Granny, why don’t these peo­ple clean up af­ter they eat?”

She said her mum would never al­low her to leave a ta­ble with­out clear­ing up her mess.

I thought I have brought your mum up well and her you too.

Sadly we are see­ing this all too much.

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