Joey and his Pirate Friends

Exhausted parents tired from a long week slip downstairs towards a basement sanctum at shortly after 10pm last Friday evening to find some solace in watch whatever Netflix has pushed at them from their queue.

Unbeknownst to them is the fact that their now five year old son has silently escaped from his bedroom to play in what was a previously clean playroom.

After probably an hour’s worth of non-parental sanctioned play, he decides to leave his paradise and return to the comforts of his now cold bed, leaving behind a scene that describes a band of pirates that have found land and are laughing as they sit around a campfire just outside a skull faced cave.

One of the deck hands, which obviously stayed behind on the black sailed pirate ship, is busy chasing a skeleton shaped ghost up the windward side of the ships rigging.

An empty cannon sits on the shore facing the sea and nearby a dinghy is perched for a quick escape, should one be needed by the shore based crew.

This wonderful story was ours to behold and was set out in the darkness of the children’s playroom by our son Joey.

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