Why was it when Dad came back from the Navy we were always sent out side to clean up the yard? this invariably ended in a punchup, mostly me & Bill cause Lissa would have feigned illness & Mum would let her go inside (this did nothing for my jealousies towards Lissa)& Andrea would have curled up for a sleep somewhere but occasionally all 4 of us were in the punch up so Dad in his wisdom would make us go sit in a corner of the yard until he said we could move but the yard was very wide at the front & very narrow at the back..I dont know how many times Bill & I were sent to the narrow back end where we'd continue the punch up or at very least name calling until one to many "you are's" or "stop copying me" or "you're a fat pig" was too much & the punches began again until we realised the dark shadow blocking the light was Dad with another part of a fruit box....
Speaking of fruit boxes what about Mums new vinyl lounge that someone sliced with a razor blade, we all got a hiding for that cause who ever did it wouldn't own up ... all I know is it wasn't me so who was it?
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