The tortoise and the cat and I are chilling by the fire, waiting for the rest of the family to come home from a trip to London to watch an Arsenal match. By the skin of their teeth, Arsenal won, which is a relief to all of us. The house is quiet, free from the noise and clutter that comes with family life and I can feel myself slipping into an imaginary world where the house stays tidy for whole days at a time and the television is covered in dust from lack of use. Today at "miniGIANTS," our football club for under 5's, one of the children ( there for the first time ) came in and just stood, gazing around him at the footballs and the other children and the parents. "It's alright," said his mum, " It's just that he's spent so long being part of his imaginary football team, that this real one is quite confusing!" And I think I know what he means. Sometimes reality can be so much more confusing and complicated than anything we ever imagined!
Ninesh and the kids have just arrived home, filling the house with noise and chaos. Reality bites- but the truth is, it doesn't hurt and living in that imaginary world can get lonely!
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