Mums are cool, aren’t they? Lost mine about 5 years ago. It’s not quite the same without her…
I do have fond memories of Boston though. We lived there for a year when I was a kid due to my dad’s work. I was only little, so remember random things like my baby brother disappearing into a huge pile of snow piled up in the edge of the pavement after the snowplough had been through.
He thought it was a solid hill of snow to climb, but it was only loosely piled up so he quickly sank up to his armpits.
We were all laughing so much we had trouble pulling him out. It was like a scene from a cartoon watching him disappear. Still one of the funniest things I’ve seen in my life (although, to be fair, I don’t come across a lot of laughs in my line of work…)