See that little door in the fence? My cousins used the stay next door, and we used to have the run of TWO massive plots of land to run around in (of course on hindsight it’s not that big). Of course, we took our bikes and rode around the entire compound, caught red grasshoppers and put them on our bikes so that when we started riding, they’d jump off the spokes and fly everywhere in a sandstorm of red.
E said ‘no one is getting younger’. Agreed. We can only look back and see your young, fresh faces letting the thrill of being free and worry-less take over our being. That being said, we are getting older, and hopefully, somewhat wiser.