What's good enough for me ...

How that should NOT be good enough for YOU!

Drawing by Tineke Tammes

My son rolls his eyes at me now.

When I tell him about how 'in the olden days' I went on my bike to school.

Eight kilometres. Against the southwester storm.

Overtaken by the one overcrowded bus an hour that went to the town my school was in. Filled with the lucky kids who had actually persuaded their mums to pay the bus fare.

Hundred…