The day I wet myself, aged five

From a brief moment in 1956 that I have never forgotten.

"The Day I Wet Myself"

(In august 1956)

By

Craig Thomson

(To be read with a Jean Brodie/Edinburgh accent, Just like my mother.)

 

 

"For goodness sake Craig, what have you done to your school trousers?"

 

...............................................................

 

"Eh...Nothing Mum."

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Oh dear .. and you weren't even in your prime! (Sorry!) Tis a fine wee poem, Craig.. a thought to mull over but not for too long, though don't doubt the memory will live forever! :)

[Frieda P]

The title caught my attention.... ha, short and little bit soppy. ;-)