I wandered down to our local park, with the kids and dogs.
As I walked in, there stood an old (70+) scroutty, grimy, unpleasant man, looking across at a couple of lads playing football, and further on to the quiet play park.
Me and mine went past quickly, the kids were cycling and obviously excited to 'cut loose', spending 20 mins or so going round the park.
As we were leaving, it didn't occur to me he'd still be there.
Imagine my shock to see my boy, stopping, as he should, at the park entrance, talking to this man.
My daughter was next with me a few yards behind.
I shooed the kids along, as the man repeated said, 'oh they are lovely at that age'. He must have said it 5 times.
My skin was literally crawling, a nasty nasty experience.
As I walked in, there stood an old (70+) scroutty, grimy, unpleasant man, looking across at a couple of lads playing football, and further on to the quiet play park.
Me and mine went past quickly, the kids were cycling and obviously excited to 'cut loose', spending 20 mins or so going round the park.
As we were leaving, it didn't occur to me he'd still be there.
Imagine my shock to see my boy, stopping, as he should, at the park entrance, talking to this man.
My daughter was next with me a few yards behind.
I shooed the kids along, as the man repeated said, 'oh they are lovely at that age'. He must have said it 5 times.
My skin was literally crawling, a nasty nasty experience.