4th February. The Lost World.

By the sound of things coming from the living room Mrs G's toddler seemed to be re-enacting various scenes from Jurassic Park, playing most of the characters himself including many of the Dinosaurs.

By late afternoon I would have quite happily shut him in a broom cupboard and that was knowing that at any time soon I would be able to jump in the van and drive away forever, well actually till saturday morning probably.

The broom cupboard would have been standard practice until quite recently, with the proviso that on his release back into 'civil society' he would have been ordered to kneel down and beg forgiveness from God.

One should never hit a child in anger. No - fair warning should be given that a proper leathering will be administered by Pater once he gets home from the office.

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