Instinct

There I was, cool as a cucumber, walking down Southend pedestrian precinct, when I head a little voice yelling “Dad !”

I turned round, and so did the man next to me. We then looked at each other, and laughed. “Incredible”, he said. “My daughter is 45 years’ old ! Couldn’t be her !”

“So is mine”, I replied. “Couldn’t be her either !”

We laughed again and went our separate ways.

How deep-seated can instincts be !!!