Anais and I were talking on Saturday about how she’d hate to be a fireman, what with climbing up enormous ladders just to rescue stupid cats from trees (her solution: just cut the tree down!) and, like, having to actually fight fires an’all.
She reckons, however, that she would quite enjoy sliding down the fireman’s pole.
Well, look what my friends Alan and Sam installed for me yesterday, on the wall facing the big field! Once the grey blocks are knocked through we’ll be able to make a quick getaway, eh chicken?!