Friday, 11 March 2011
Time for someone to grow up
In pre-dinner conversation on Wednesday, I asked Shane what height Wee John now claimed to be.
But, before he had the chance to answer, His Weeness jumped in with an answer.
"Five foot six and a half - maybe five foot seven," announced the most wee man I know.
"Hmmm," I replied. "And what height are you Shane?"
"Five foot eight," said Shane.
"Interesting," I pondered. "That would make you a mere inch taller than Wee John. OK, please stand back to back."
So they did - that's Shane on the right.
And Wee John's a wee liar.