Walking to school

Oh, the joy of walking to school! The shady pavement and the interesting homes all along the street.
Oh, the joy of walking with the neighbour’s children too; one on a bike and one on a scooter.
Oh, the joy of listening to seven-year-old girls talking.
“This is where Dr Dipstick lives” (turns out to be true, he’s a clown doctor).
“Granny, the dog’s name is Lollypop, not Mollypop!”
The Gabion wall where pretty coloured glass ornaments are interspersed among the stones. “Look, Gran, this one is a starfish.”
Oh, the unjoy of stepping in dog pooh – but the children’s laughter made up for the indignity.
Olive trees, lemon trees all along the street.

Walking to school