The playground of Uncle Frits and Aunt Coby (1)
It's just a small message in the newspaper and also on page seven, but thoroughly as Uncle Frits is, nothing escapes his attention even on that page. For a short moment he stares at the letters, to have just a little more time to let the contents penetrate to him, and what is more: what the consequences will be. Then the lion in him wakes up roaring.
“Coby! “ If Aunt Coby happened to be asleep right now, she's definitely awake some doubt. This also applies to various neighbours.
It doesn't take long before a somewhat startled Aunt Coby comes to look around the corner of the door. “Is there a fire? “
Impatient and significant Uncle Frits is ticking on the paper. “Fire? A fire? How do you get to that again, it's much worse! '
Curious and worried about what her husband so clearly set on fire, Aunt Coby slips closer and takes a look at the newspaper article that uncle so emphatically points out. The headline of the article is telling: 'New build plans for play garden'.
Maar ik sta volledig achter hen voor het behoud van HUN speeltuin!