A slow start for Wilf this morning . He comes to the front door and stands there , looking first this way , then that , uncertain about what to do . Should he stay at home for a nap or come with me to the cafe in town ? The magic word 'croissants ' and this fun loving boys mind is immediately made up . He beams as he's lifted up into the back of the car .
Old PON's know '' as you grow older , you'll find the only things you regret are the things you didn't do " .