It's mid-morning when the front door bursts open and Urban-cub explodes into the peace and quiet. Urban-cub has always enjoyed her birthday. Today is no exception... it's as if she has been on a cocktail of coffee, Red-bull, and mixed additives.
GF continues to work, despite the background noise.
"Hiya Dad" she yells and charges in to give a hug. "Hard week?" she asks.
"Yes" GF replied
"Well take it easy" she purred "you're no spring chicken, you know!"
Deflated, GF returned to his keyboard. He doesn't need this sort of abuse... he can get that in Worcester!
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