Growing old disgracefully

By GOD

Sunday

As my old Dad would have said, 'The heat was splitting the trees and the ducks were flying backwards to keep the sun out of their eyes'.

We dammed streams and built cities in the sand, but our favourite game was playing robots in the forest at the back of our cottage. Being an older model of robot, I have a limited range and I sometimes need to sit down while Robot Leader 2908 fetches spare fuel rods.

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