Yesterday I took my autistic son to a car boot sale.
He loves them and now it’s a safe and relatively inexpensive way to pass a few hours.
It wasn’t always so.
My son loves things he’s familiar with and used to want to buy every video he already owned. I suspect he didn’t realise there was more than one copy on the planet, and the fact he’d seen another version on someone’s stall didn’t mean his was not still waiting for him at home.


















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