Hehe. I managed to convince my eight-year old this morning that April Fool’s Day actually falls in June. He happily marched off to school to tell all his friends.
Not, however as bad as my own dad telling my brother when he was 7 that Jesus worked in a dairy – after all, everyone’s heard of Craft Jesus…
He never got me though. No sir. Not even when he arranged for my army call-up papers to be sent from the Ministry of Defence during the first Iraq war… Well, OK, I may have believed it. A bit. Right up until the bit where the document wanted me to buy my own tank to save on army funds.
Bad daddy!
Tommy


