Today I followed an 8 year old (for the purposes of the blog, called Billy) through the woods ... and very inspiring it was too. Over logs, under branches, with no attention to which was the easiest way as it was perfectly obvious that we should take the most interesting way instead. I wasn't feeling physically my best thanks to weeks of coldy buggy virusy thing, so was happy to plod along in his wake. And then there was a magical moment where he started to construct a story . Characters called Gobbums with a king called Rockathorn (and a pretender called Rockavon), mirrors and underworlds, swords and heroes (called Billy..!)For me, it was a door opening into an 8 year old world with all its magic and possibilities.
And as Billy told me at the beginning when I suggested we might be getting lost, "Mum, I told you it was an adventure. I didn't say it was a guided tour!" Well, there's a mantra for life.
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