Eating with friends in Deventer, I stay (66) in my parents living there. If we miss the last ferry on the IJssel at eleven in the evening, we have to walk around and it will be later than expected. Once inside the parental home, my father (90) is at the top of the stairs and asks: “Is it you? Your parents were deadly worried.”
Hugo Boreel
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