Shane: (bleary-eyed) Morning.
Alex: (whilst watching TV) Morning, Shane. Shane, I have some advice for you. If you ever have to stroke a snake, do not stroke it underneath its head. Ok?
Alex: You’ve missed a good programme, here.
Shane: Mm. Sounds useful.
Alex: Yeah, it is.
Sleepily, I ate cereal, then showered. Fully lathered and slip-slide clean, Emma made an appearance at the bathroom door.
Emma: You’ve got to be careful of which books you’re leaving lying around. I know you were enjoying going through the Banksy pictures with Alex, but I’ve just heard him flicking through that book and reading out loud ‘fuck pigs, fuck pigs’.
Emma: It’s probably the first time he’s heard or read that word.
Shane: Yeah, ok.
Emma: He asked me, ‘What does ‘fuck pigs’ mean’?
Shane: What did you say?
Emma: I just said I didn't know.
As I was drying off, I wondered whether it really would have been the first time that the young one had come across the f-word. Somehow, I doubted it.