…you have this conversation with your four-year-old on the way home from school:
Me: “Was it meatballs for lunch today, Flea?”
Flea: “No.”
Me: “Lasagne?”
Flea: “No.”
Me: “Spaghetti Bolognese?”
Flea: “No. It was chicken pie and carrots.”
Me: “Well, what’s this big red splodge on your jumper then?”
Flea: “Oh, that. That’s from Monday.”
Oops.
