Sad day

Get the violins out. Its a sad day in our household because the whoopee cushion has died.

Actually that's a big fat lie, but I look forward to the day when I can make such an announcement!

Whoopee (cushion)

My bad.

Whilst searching for something on a shelf I found a whoopee cushion that had been confiscated from my son about 5 months ago.

He was stood right behind me and couldn't help giving it a squeeze.

PAAAAAARP!

Guffaws of childish laughter ensue (from him, not me!)

Anyway, I hand it to him thinking that after 5 minutes the novelty would wear off.Afterall, he is 5 months older.

45 minutes later and I'm still being dragged from my study into the lounge, instructed to sit down and act surprised at the trouser-rippling sound.

Blooming heck- he's here dragging me off again. Gotta go!