I'm currently sat up in the attic with a beer, listening to the wonderful Derby band, '3 Storeys High' (who I saw last weekend) and writing thankyou notes from Mini-MaFt. Childhood is full of lies! Especially when it's to do with Christmas... First up, as parents, we have to lie about the existance of a bearded bloke who wears red and eats mincepies; then, secondly, we write letters (and emails) as though our kids have done them themselves... Surely that's forgery? The way things are going I'm sure in 20 years time Mini-MaFt will have me in court suing me for forging his signature on various letters etc. What if he didn't actually like the Thomas hat and scarf that was bought for him that we wrote to Mrs-B to say thankyou on his behalf for? What if he's actually deeply scarred and unable to live life as a normal 20 year old because of our forgery? How will we ever live with ourselves? Pretty easy actually, delete the Word document, format the hard drive, in fact, scrap the whole computer! If it saves me being sued in 20 years time then it can only be a good thing...
MaFt
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