“Angus! Go and clean out upstairs”, my mum screamed from the lounge room. “Fine”, I replied from my bedroom. I walked upstairs with a duster to make sure there was no dust on the bookshelves and then I saw the old photo album. I was flicking through it and I saw a picture of my friend and I on our school camp.
Looking back, I remember the canoe about to capsize and me jumping off as the teacher was taking a picture of us on the sand together.
Hey Mum, Can we go camping again one day soon”, I asked.