Occasional Scribbles

We were driving along one day. My elder son and I were chatting away, as usual. The little one was strapped into his car seat in the back, quietly trying to follow the conversation.  We were happily chattering about a friend called Ben and how he was doing and so on, when I said in conclusion, “..and of course he’s as ‘happy as Larry!'”  A little puzzled voice piped up from the back seat, ‘so who’s Larry then?  I thought we were talking about Ben.”  There was a minutes pause before we exploded into laughter, the little one giggling away too though he had no idea why.  The things they say sometimes!

Trying to explain who ‘Larry’ was, was another matter entirely and went along the lines, ‘why’s he called Larry then?’  ‘Is he a friend of Ben’s’?  ‘Where does he live’? 

‘He doesn’t live anwhere, he isn’t a real person.’ 

‘Then why you talking bout him?’

Hmm!