The only way to pull off a Sunday afternoon “Quickie” with their 8 -year old son in the flat, was to send him out on the balcony with a Popsicle and tell him to report on all the street activities.
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Their 8-year old began his commentary as his parents put their plan into operation;
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‘There’s a car being towed from the car park,’ he shouted.
‘An ambulance just drove past’
‘Looks like the Anderson’s have visitors,’ he called out.