The annual rose show was on today and mum and I went along to see dad (who had won Best Novice).
Quite a few of the rose people came up to say hello to me.
My response to each 'hello' was to pull my shorts and show the person my knee.
The one with a little scab on it.
The one I got from my bike crash at Sam's house.
It's a pretty small scratch.
But it's mine, and I show it to as many people as I meet.
P.S. A few of them told me they'd already seen it when I showed them the day before. When dad and I were helping to set up the rose show. But they were still impressed.
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