From the book, Twelve Summers: I was eight. The friend cupboard was bare and Dad was concerned about me crying all the time. I can’t remember if the crying was because I was upset over specific things, like Australia losing an ODI, or general things, like being alive. In any case, Mum and Dad took me to a child psychologist. I waited outside the psychologist’s office while myparents briefed her on my condition and I heard the psychologist say, ‘Have you any theories on what’s making Adam so upset?’ There was a brief silence, then Dad said, ‘He does eat a lot of honey.’
choice story that one.
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