The babysitter
A babysitter story with a twist.Let me start by telling you that I am a divorced man in my fifties and I never expected this to happen to me. It was a rare Saturday that I had off my work, the day was warm so I decided I’d wash the car, something I enjoy doing, making it look good again.My neighbour Pete was also out doing the same and we got chatting. He told me it was his wedding anniversary and he and Cathy, his wife, were going out for a posh meal this evening, they’d got their regular...