The one who denied it supplied it
When you were a child, did you ever make a trail for a sibling or friend to follow by chalking arrows on footpaths, fences, gutters, telegraph poles and other natural canvases? What was at the end of it? A chocolate biscuit on a plate? An unoccupied trampoline? Or did you play the mean trick of having the trail lead the person right back to where they began? Was the final arrow perhaps pointing to a chalked message of - to your childish mind - great significance? What did it say?
posted by Addster @ 9:31 PM
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Alllllll around the neighbourhood of Woonona/Russell Vale, chalked arrows led my friend Jimmy Greaves on many a winding path.
Usually to my grandparents' back door, where I'd be waiting inside.
We also had walkie talkies in case he lost his way.
Even more exciting was to find SOMEONE ELSE'S chalked arrows and follow them...
Yes! Except when rain had washed too many of them away, making the stranger's trail impossible to follow. That was a tragedy of the highest order.
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