My Favourite

The first delivery from the milkman filled me with with excitement. Seeing those bright white bottles at the doorstep, not only took me back to my childhood, but also because milk is my most favourite drink.
The really sad thing for me is that almost as a parallel to this delivery arriving Ferguson told me that he no longer wanted milk at bedtime.
I had a pang of sadness in my heart at the realisation that my little boy is growing up.