Having spent a couple of hours with his visiting Granda White before reluctantly shuffling off to bed, Jamie decided it was appropriate to rise from his scratcher at around midnight last night to welcome his Uncle Wee John who had not long completed the five-hour drive up from Cardiff.
But I believe I've taught my son well when it comes to the unceasing need to disrespect The Little Irritant.
Because above you can see Wee John with the present bought for him by Jamie.
And if you come from Northern Ireland, you'll know that the slogan across its front is not intended as a compliment.
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