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one year passes...
the other day on the upper deck of a number 19 (i think) bus, stilled at traffic lights, i witnessed a young family gathered on their porch ready to leave the house on what appeared to be leisurely grounds
a boy of about 7 or 8 was playing with a football, but lost control, and it bounced slowly and agonisingly underneath my bus, directly beneath my line of vision. there was a sort of consternation amongst all involved
i smiled
the lights went green and the bus went forwards. my smile broadened. and yes, sure enough, about one second later, an enormous & explosive report, the sound of fifty balloons popping at once. shock and agony on the faces of the bereaved. the boy began immediately to cry as we drew away
i & the suited scottish man sitting in front of me were the only two people sitting on that side of the top deck. we burst into simultaneous & completely guiltless laughter
it was glorious
― joie de marsh (imago), Wednesday, 22 October 2014 16:16 (nine years ago) link
six years pass...