A child’s close encounter with a pornographic magazine
We had a really close shave on Sunday. I took the children to the local car boot sale for a VERY VERY special treat. They were thrilled to be going and within minutes we had found the treasures we had had on our wish lists for ages: a pretty swinging crib and high chair for Edie’s baby dolls/bunny and Toy Story characters Woody & a boxed Buzz. The kids were beside themselves with excitement and the nice youngish bloke behind the stall obviously had some entrepreneurial spirit in getting rid of all his old stuff so I shelled out the £3 necessary to buy the amazing finds.
The kids were literally skipping with joy as we carried our new booty back to the car and I was pretty happy too as I bought a ‘tree lupin’ (never heard of them but apparently they grow to be 5ft and have a thick woody trunk) for 25p and a lovely Readers Digest gardening book for my mum’s birthday.
As we got near the car I explained that I’d put Buzz and Woody in the boot until we got to our friends’ house a twenty minute drive away. My son begged and begged to be allowed to unwrap him in the car as we drove. He was so keen to get his hands on the new toy I couldn’t refuse so I handed the box to him and started the car and just as I began to pull away I could see in my mirror that the box was so huge and was full of polystyrene that his little 4 year old fingers wasn’t up to the job. Still in the car boot sale car park I stopped the car, got out, opened his door and told him I’d get Buzz out so he could play with him and I’d put the box in the boot (he really loved the box as much as the toy what with all the pictures on so this took quite a bit of negotiating).
EXTREMELY lucky I made that decision as I found a porn mag behind the polystyrene packaging where I guess our young stall holder friend had once hidden it from prying parental eyes… I can’t even imagine what my little lad and his twin sister would have made of it had they made the discovery while I was hurtling along at 50 miles an hour on our way to our friends’ house.
When I was seven my friend and I found the remnants of an adult magazine in a rugby playing field. It shocked us a lot and even to this day I can still recall the images I saw.
Close thing! I get a bit wierded out each time I think of how different things could have been and how our innocent, picture perfect Sunday could have been changed.
June 25th, 2007 at 7:16 pm
So where’d you put it?
June 25th, 2007 at 8:44 pm
It went straight into the bottom of the paper recycling bag which got collected a few days later.