Dad’s truck story

My dad peeling a pear for my son, Brussels, 2000.

Dad’s truck story

My dad used to tell me the story of this truck driver who, one day on the side of the road, noticed a giant hole. He stopped to admire this magnificently dug hole. “It’s not every day that you find a hole like this”, he thought. He slyly looked left, then right. Nobody. So, he loaded the hole onto the back of his truck. Then, off he went, delighted with his loot, every once in a while checking in his rearview mirror that the hole was still safely there. Suddenly, he noticed that the hole had disappeared. He’d lost it ! He stopped, put his truck into reverse, and backing up fell into the hole.