We decided to go down to the park today for a picnic lunch. Because we also had the girl from next door and another of Daniel’s friends who slept over after his party yesterday, there were not enough seats so I rode my bike and we made it a race. It’s only about 800m down the hill, and it’s a 50 zone except for 300m which is a 40 zone next to a school. So of course I sailed along at 50-60km/h and easily beat them. When they arrived, Daniel leapt out of the car and marched over to me waving his finger.

“I’m not very impressed with you, Dad. You were speeding!”