The bare facts

When my son was about four years old, he was having speech therapy because the only consonants he could pronounce were M, N, D and B. One day he was poorly and I had to take him to the doctor.

Sitting in with Dr Browne, little Adrian said loudly, “Man no dair.” I understood him immediately, but purposely chose to ignore him.

Again, a little louder, “Mum, man no dair.”

I carried on talking to the doctor, hoping my dear son would shut up if I kept ignoring him. No chance!

The doctor then asked, “What’s that he’s saying?” In reply, Adrian shouted out, “Mum! Man bald!” I felt my face getting redder, but fortunately Dr Browne saw the funny side of it.