While on holidays, Mimi went on a daily pilgrimage to the Holy Shack, with the fervour of the true religious zealot.
There was much agonizing over what would go into the Euro bag of sweets*.
And some very careful licking/sucking on the way back and for most of the rest of the day.
When I asked her how far she’d be willing to walk for a Euro bag of sweets (5 kilometres), I knew that there wasn’t a hint of exaggeration in her reply.

The mere 3 kilometre walk to the shack and back must have felt like a relaxing little jaunt for her then.

* I am contemplating nominating the woman from the shack for a Nobel Prize in Patience and Child Diplomacy

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One thought on “Pilgrimage

  1. memer102 says:

    Reminds me of the store in my childhood neighborhood named “Little Jim’s”… friends met to buy penney candy… dates me a little… 🙂

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