Out of the mouths of babes

WHEN my identical twin grandsons, Joe and Ted, were in primary school, their teachers, understandably, were rarely able to identify one from the other. At home one day, my daughter politely asked: ‘Ted, would you please close the door?’ ‘My name is edward,’ he replied. ‘What do they call you in school?’ asked his mum. ‘Joe,’ said the little one!

John Smith, king’s Lynn, Norfolk.