Thinking yesterday about my life and adventures i decided that i will revel an adventure a day from my past until i can no longer remember any.
So its only fair that i try to start at the beginning even if i don't go in chronological order after today. Thus my adventure begins when i was age 3.
Gary's First Adventure
I guess all good stories need some sort of back ground. Well we had just moved to Winnipeg, Canada from London, England (who knows why as there isnt much there but snow and prairie land). We had been at our new house maybe 2 months. I guess the day started like any other boring day with a trip to the supermarket. Now i wasn't the easiest child to look after as i was always escaping from my pram, chair, room and all other baby incarceration devices. So being as it was that i was walking with my mum and not in the shopping cart, i wandered off. I do not know why but it could have been i found the sweet section and decided it was not stealing to eat the sweets that had fallen on the floor or i saw another little toddler to play with, or i just got bored of mummie and thought lets explore.
Anyway much to my mums dismay she couldn't find me. She had gone up and given 3 announcements for a lost child and for me to come to the front of the store. But alas to no avail i had not been reunited with my mum. After about an hour my worried mum realized i was no longer there and there was no point in staying there so she decided to go home (i can only presume to phone my dad). On arrival home she found me, her little 3year old son just sat on the step outside the house. She ran up to me and hugged me and said "how did you get home?!" to which i innocently replied "i walked". Now the next question was more of an important one, "how did you get across the road?" Now baring in mind its about a miles walk from the super market and there are many roads, but the one she was talking about was this major 4 lane extremely busy road. I replied just as innocently, "I put my arm out and all the cars stopped and i walked across".
Well not much of an adventure these days but as a troublesome little wee one the one mile walk home across a busy road was fairly epic :) I don't really remember it so i cant recount all the details of the journey home so this is had been told to me by my mum a few times in my life.
But i am off to disneyland again today for another fun mini adventure i guess...if anything epic happens i will update this later :)
p.s. update
I want to Disneyland and on arrival after parking i was approached by this bum. He asked me if he could walk with me and i agreed. HE told me he was in a bit of luck as he managed to stumble into a home for women and got a meal and stuff, i said thats really cool. Well he said they kicked him out. He said he played every song int he Beatles song book and him and his friend called themselves McCartney and Lennon of the new age. I asked him how long he had been homeless and he said 1 month, there is a place i can stay but they are too strict with the rules. I said i had to go and he told me add me on Facebook. I laughed at this point and said OK he said my name is Lawrence Cunningham then he shock my hand. After which i feel weird and bad but i washed that hand with the Dr pepper i had which made my hand really sticky by the time i got to the park entrance, but to my defense his hand was like sandpaper and while we spoke he scratched his bum and picked a cigarette off the ground. See he caught me by surprise, we he first tried to shake my hand i said i am really sick i shouldn't, but then when he said goodbye and stuck his hand out it caught me off guard and i grabbed it...foolish me ha ha oh well...end of my story for the day.
