Jarrod was sat on a bench, enjoying the beautiful scenery of Conway Park. He tossed a piece of bread from his lunch at a squirrel who ran towards it and he smiled. “The squirrel won’t leave me alone now will it?” he joked, before glancing down at his phone. He let a laugh as he looked up at the person beside him. “Okay, I am going to sound like a total dad right now. My son is at his friend’s house and he has just sent me ‘Come for me in half an hour, grinding for points’, is that some term for apparently working hard in a game? It makes a change from him asking me for money for cosmetics.”














