One of my earliest memories, living with my mother, a high rise apartment somewhere in Victoria, cereal for breakfast, a plastic jet surprise inside that I could keep.
This excited me.
And outside, on the balcony, a shallow swimming pool filled with water and sand and all the little creatures I had gathered from the beach, crabs, starfish, that would soon die, I was too young to understand the consequences...
A small T.V., black and white, the Wonderful World of Disney, looking at it over the kitchen table...