Some children you love; some make it easy to dislike them.

Little Ted has a bit of a cold; actually he sounds like a dog barking when he coughs so his mother kept him out of Playgroup today and took him to town to buy a truck with the money his Aunt Kathy and Uncle Bob sent him for his birthday. The theraputic value of trucks to a young man should not be underestimated - just look at the expression on his face.













Also, this other picture is from a different day but comes under the same heading of "things that endear", Little Ted likes to have his friends with him whilst watching TV. He placed the tiger on the table so that he could share his favorite programme with someone.






As for the third picture:
This is what the children of Biggar enjoy as an evening pastime; lurking in the graveyard until an unsuspecting motorist drives by and gets half a dozen eggs thrown at them. I've had this before although on that occassion it was a water filled balloon. Still as frightening but a whole lot easier to clean up! I did call into the local police station on the way home to report the incident but, alas for the state of public services in the UK today, there was no-one home, only a voice on a telephone from somewhere in Glasgow to advise me that the nearest policeman was 12 miles away in Lanark and would I like to be put through to them? Would I diddl-ey. Best to get home quickly and save my paint job with copious amounts of soap and water.