Yesterday, our family went for a walk and we stopped at one of the corner shops on our way. I always buy a thing or two when I stop in a corner shop, I can't help it. I also buy a thing for Wolfie, whether he is there with me or not. Of course, somehting caught his eyes. Not a sweet or a sugary drink, but a magazine with a toy. Another gun I'm afraid, with ammo and protective glasses. It will go in the artillery drawer we have and we should use it soon during our War Game. Which we haven't played in a while, but I expect that the acquisition of this revolver should get Wolfie into it again. I will repeat it: having a boy allows me to have a second childhood.
Monday, 19 February 2024
A revolver for the artillery drawer
Labels:
childhood,
crime fiction,
enfance,
famille,
family,
games,
jeux,
littérature policière,
nostalgia,
nostalgie,
police,
spy fiction
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You're going to have to use a bigger drawer pretty soon.
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