Tuesday evening, and everyone is gathered around the dining table.
Daniel: …and do you remember the time we went to that Doctor Who museum and I saw the Slitheen and pointed up at it and shouted “Daddy”?
Me: Is there any chance that we could get through just one day without someone retelling that story??
Emily: No, haven’t you heard? He’s embellished it. He now says he pointed to another one and said “Mummy!”.
Me: Actually, that is kind of funny.
Emily: No it isn’t. I don’t look anything like a Slitheen.
Me: No, I suppose not.
[pause]
Me: Hang on a minute…
