So yesterday, I mentioned how I got some topsoil for free. Obviously, that was before I got home. When I did arrive, and told Superwife and The Wonderkids about my spoils, there was a bit of a buzz in the air.
Superwife suggested I go get more. I thought this was a brilliant idea, as did Miss10. So, off we went with our trowels and buckets. On the way, I explained that what we were about to do skirted the borders of legality, and that if we were approached by the police, they might not belive my story about having permission, and that I might be charged. Miss10 thought this was wonderful, and that if I was to be arrested and have to go to court, could she come too?
When I explained that having a minor, especially the one the police might have thought I was endangering – we were crossing the safety tape, after all – the court might take a dimmer view of me than if I were to front up on my ownsome.
Of course, the men and women in blue were nowhere near us (or if they were, they didn’t bother to investigate the scruffy man and his daughter pinching dirt from the roadside,). So, at least until the work crew have finished the bike path job, I’ve got a free source of topsoil to mix with my compost. I guess the only real harm done is I may have inadvertantly demonstrated to my daughter that sometimes, it’s okay to break the law. Oh well, cest la vie.