ROADSIDE FRUIT

The weather has been very disappointing for June — we're all getting a dose of 'cabin fever' — so I took the boys out for a drive in the countryside today.

Suddenly Wilson shouted, 'Stop! New Dad, stop the car!'

He had spotted a roadside stall selling fresh fruit, so I asked whether he or Byron would like a mango or a pineapple or something.

'Yes, yes, okay...' W muttered, so I parked in the lay-by opposite the stall, hopped out and bought them some apples and nectarines and a mango each. 

When I returned they were both whispering conspiratorially to each other...