'Awww . . . c'mon, Chris,' urged Jeremy Hutton, my best friend for as long as I could remember. ‘Don’t be such a wuss!’
We had been sitting within the school playground beneath one of the old pine trees along the bottom edge of the oval while having lunch on a Friday and discussing plans for our weekend. As usual his plans were far more grand than mine, so I just knew that whatever we got up to wasn't going to be tame.
'They say that sometimes you've just gotta take a chance or two, do