Driving home tonight, full of that Friday night feeling, the car in front had two little kids standing up on the seat beaming at me putting both their thumbs up.

I used to love going down the seaside with my grandad, driving me and my cousins in the back of his car eating chewits (with the original swirly patterns on the slightly waxy paper) and opal fruits (made to make your mouth water) and we would wave at all the cars behind us.  This was of course in the days before seatbelts were in the back of cars, nevermind it being compulsory to wear them.  It made our day if a driver waved back at us.

Remembering the emotion, I thought I'd put a little bit  back into society and give a big grin and a double thumb signal back, to the obvious delight of the two ginger haired youngsters.  As soon as I had done it I remembered the episode in Curb Your Enthusiasm where Larry does the same thing and ends up in an altercation with wrestler Thor. 

I then started to worry that I could be accused of being some kind of kiddy fiddler or something, so for the rest of the journey I tried to drive without making eye contact with the kids.  Every roundabout I prayed they'd turn off, but ended up following them for a good 5 miles or so.

Eventually a motorbike got between me and the car in front.  The children carried on their game, the cyclist gave a double thumb salute back and nearly fell off his bike!