In an attempt to make herself redundant mum invested in an automatic ball thrower.
Mum and Dad put it together, put a ball in and turned it on.
Wasn’t sure about all the noise went in for a closer look.
The ball seemed to be down in this bit…
Oh just give me back my ball!
It all took too long for this thing to spit out the balls. Despite mum’s regular bad throws I think I’ll take her throws, or others in need of throwing practice at the park, over the ball thrower machine thing.
Very high tech – think Ruby would have done the same thing!