Thursday, 3 September 2009

The Green Man

"Right! There's the green man! Time to cross."

The Withenay family step out into the road. London traffic has reluctantly drawn to a halt, most of it behind the white line.

"Come on, children! Keep moving!"

The persistent beeps from the pedestrian light have ceased. I am aware one child lags behind. Mystified, I stop and stare at her.

"What on earth are you doing?"

My daughter is walking in a fixed fashion, one arm forward, the other back, and trying to make progress with legs in a similar position.

"I'm being the green man," she says.


5 comments:

The Dotterel said...

It's better than being Green Cross Code man, anyway. Did you see the things that Dave Prowse used to do to traffic?

The Dotterel said...

Of course, in my day it was Alvin Stardust. Now you wouldn't want your daughter to be him - would you?

Insomniac Mummy said...

Heheheee! Well you did ask ;).

Troy said...

I think you need to eat radioactive weetabix before you can really look like the Green Man.

Catharine Withenay said...

Oh - smiles all round.

Dotterel - Alvin Stardust? Gosh, that's taking me back a while!

And yes, Insomniac Mummy, I did ask! (Thanks for calling by - I like your blog!)

Troy - my kids are far to perky first thing in the morning to contemplate adding radioactivity to the mix... although Ready Brek warmth might be useful if the weather here doesn't improve.

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