Tiny twig almost leads to a punch-up for Bob the Builder

Bob the Builder (AKA Steve Canavan) almost got into a scrap over a twig

I don’t know if people are a little more stressed during this period but I had an odd encounter with an angry householder the other day, who accused me of damaging his wall with a small twig.

Let me set the scene.

I had, as has happened every single day during lockdown, been to the local park with my three-year-old, Mary.

We go about 10.30am and have the same daily ritual.

First we feed the ducks with two rounds of bread. This may sound like a simple procedure but takes the best part of an hour because Mary is very particular about each duck getting its own piece of bread and so refuses to throw any if a duck who has previously had his mouthful of bread is in the vicinity.

Next we head to the statues where we play the statue game.

This involves us, in front of two real statues, pretending to be – you’ve guessed it, unless you’re really, really thick – statues.

After that we go to an ornamental bench on the far side of the park, on which each arm-rest has the head of a lion carved on it. In a moment of stupidity on a walk long ago, I christened these lions Albert and Eddie, and so now we have to go and say hello to Albert and Eddie every day and check they are okay.

Anyway after we’ve done all these crazy things, it is time to go home.

And this is when the incident referred to at the start of this drivel occurred.

Tiny twig almost leads to a punch-up for Bob the Builder | Steve Canavan