Last night was bonfire night in England. My boy wanted us to play 'Fable' on the xbox where we finally arrived at the Arena challenge. I kitted our character up as best I could and we headed into battle. By round seven I wanted to leave the arena to buy health potions but my son pushed me to not quit. By the skin of my teeth I won without a rest and was awarded the maximum gold. If I'd have played it alone (which I have done- I've completed it twice alone years ago), i would've ducked out about round five and replenished supplies. Thanks to my son, he pulled us through to victory. I was proud of him- and us.
We missed the fireworks and yet I'm not sad as the paper shows the accidents caused by the odd yearly celebration of playing with fire and putting a makeshift corpse on top.
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