When I was young, my brothers and I had a little slide in our front garden, which my grandfather made if i'm not mistaken. It was so fun, throwing baby powder on it and slidig down. Sometimes using the hose and creating water slide. Then one day, my aunty decided to try out the slide. She broke the bottom part. I was very sad : (

We also used to play cricket in the garden and every day without fail one of us would whack the ball into the neighbour's garden. The poor aunty's flowers were ruined. I'm not surprised she refused to return our tennis balls back