Weans

I was cycling on the Comber Greenway earlier today (Sunday) when I came up to one of the little footbridges that cross the streams and burns that run under some of the path. Three little kiddies were on the bridge, two boys and a girl, with their bikes abandoned behind them on the grass. They were staring down through the bars of the bridge at the burn tricking below. The eldest would have been about eight, the youngest a little girl of about five. I thought: oh, isn't that sweet, they're probably floating little sticks down the river.

I slowed down and pedalled past. Just as I did so, the eldest said to the other two: "What kind of software do you prefer, Apple Mac or Windows?"