Kittens

While in Port Isaac Julia and Kevin decided they needed some sparkling water, so they frog marched their elderly aunt half a mile uphill to the Co-op. Kevin bought himself a mars-bar ice cream and on the way out of the shop he insists he asked "do you want to see my mars" - but all Julia, myself and a little old lady behind us heard was "do you want to see my ars" (definitely no 'm'). We fell about in hysterics while the little old lady had kittens...... Today he is complaining that carrying his over-stuffed wallet in his back trouser pocket has given him a sore cheek. I lent him my savlon but said that was as far as I was willing to go!!!