The Snug

Yesterday I laughed, I laughed a lot. Now it isn't the done thing to laugh at the misfortune of other, but this tickled me. In a tribute to times gone by in Cartmel Bar having a lunchtime beer and struggling with the Mirror Quizword (a cunning play on the words quiz and crossword), I felt I had to share the blog below.

It seems that a young lad from Devon has been stealing roadcones for his own one-man/boy re-enactment of Harry Potter. Sadly the poor child didn't realise that although the cone was nice comfortable fit, it unfortunately didn't want to leave its new home – if you want the Potter analogy 'the sorting hat was having a very long indecisive moment'.

The best bit was the picture of the child with a glum expression and a roadcone delicately balanced on his head – ah what fun the photographer must have had getting the right mood for the shot.

S has his Halloween party next week (I'm not really into Halloween, but it would be hard on an 18 month for him to miss out seeing as how all his friends are going) and I have instructed K that he can only go as Dracula – he may well wander around trying to bite all the other kids, but at least he won't suffer the ignominy of having the fire brigade out to cut him free of a plastic cone.

For the full article head over to the Mirror website.