On Sun, 11 Apr 2004 09:25:54 +0100, Jane Ransom wrote:

In article , Janet Baraclough.
. writes
It appears you objected to the danger to your
glass door, on the grounds that you didn't like the noise the kids were
making. Kids can't grasp that kind of logic, and neither do I :-)

Spose that's because you have never had a front door in the firing
line!!!!!!

My front window is!

And a football went through it 2 days after I left on holiday last year. It was
promptly mended by the parents of one of the little culprits (who were left to sweat
it out till I got back "What's Liz going to say?" etc etc)

I love those kids playing outside my house. It makes me feel really alive and was one
of the reasons I picked a street where children could still play out. My child is
adopted and for many years I didn't think there would be children in my life at all.
If one broken window in the 6 years I've been here is the price I have to pay... then
it's cheap at twice the price. I know when I'm lucky:-)

Of course, I might feel different if it was a door;-)

Liz