Bumped into Lesley's 'Wheniwas8' blog - lovely stuff you should all go there and enjoy. Anyhow it got me to thinking - partly remembering when I was ten and partly thinking a little bit further back into those memories. Back to when I was eight.Back then I had two ambitions - to kick my sister harder than she could kick me and to get to the top of the tallest tree before she did. I'm not so sure I achieved either of those things but the trying of them was important! And my route to the very tippest top of that ash tree - the swaying pinnavle of all the world - was so much harder that hers.
I guess I'm still trying to get to the top of that tallest tree. Still competing with anyone or everyone who passes my way. Losing too often for my sanity or good temper. One day I shall be there - on that tippest top. And I shall shout and scream with delight just like I did in 1969.
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