My salad dressing days


History rewritten
July 19, 2006, 9:09 pm
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The grandparents took TS and TD on an outing to a local museum, at which there is a spectacular (read: bizarre) clock, which draws little kids like the Pied Piper when it chimes three times a day.

As soon as the mechanism cranked up, TS grabbed his grandfather’s hand anxiously and tugged him towards the cafe (“Too noisy – no like it! We go cafe…”).

When the grandparents called later to confirm what time they would be bringing TS and TD home, they explained the clock incident to me.

However, by the time they returned home, the story had ‘morphed into:

“We see clock! Clock too noisy for Gwandad!”

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