Out Of The Mouths Of Babes

MY FoUr-YeAr-olD great-grandson Harry started school in September. After two weeks, he became ill with a nasty, croupy cough. i went down with it two days later and said: ‘oh dear, Harry, you’ve given me your germs.’ He replied: ‘No Nanna, i’ve still got them.’ A week later i said to him: ‘i can’t get rid of these awful germs.’ He said: ‘No Nanna, neither can i; they’ve ruined my life!’

Mrs Jo Willis, Christchurch, Dorset.