Ian’s tongue is firmly in his cheek: “I’m concerned about my home security, as hordes of wild-eyed zombie kids roam the neighbourhood looking for stimulation, breaking into houses, defacing bus stations, exploring industrial storage yards, fighting other kids. Yes, I’m remembering my own childhood (with a tad exaggeration). At least we had wild places. I remember saying to mum, as a preteen, ‘I’m going down to the creek, back later.’ Imagine saying that to today’s helicopter parents.”
