Saturday, 25 October 2014


Picture the scene; on holiday, glass of wine on the table, looking out onto the street scene and soaking up the glorious evening sunshine. Suddenly there's a massive crash as the McBaby inexplicably has just thrown a cushion, knocking the full glass to the floor causing broken shards and liquid to spread in a thousand directions.

"Why did you do that?" I asked him.

"I was playing with the cushion", he said.

"But why did you throw it?"

"I was playing with the cushion".

"But why did you throw it?"

"I was playing..."

"Yes, I know you were playing with it, but why? Why did you throw it at the glass? Why?"

"MUMMY! Stop saying 'why'!"

That's my line!

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