ANTEATERS BEARING GIFTS

Once we'd arrived home, even before I could make coffee, Byron rummaged around in his suitcase and produced a small cardboard box, which he handed to Wilson.

'It's just a little something I found,' he said, shyly. 'I thought maybe you'd like it for the Museum?'

Wilson opened the box and withdrew a small, painted sign bearing the word 'M_SEUM' in heavily flaking paint.

'Bro, that's Brilliant!' Wilson exclaimed as he examined it, 'It will be the oldest thing in the museum! Is it Stone Age?'

'I think it's Wood Age,' B replied proudly.

I could tell that little Byron was very pleased with how well his gift had been received.

Wilson hurried off to show it to the rest of the family…