Too Many Bond Films
One of our actors rang me this morning with a story about her grandson Joe, who is three and a half.
Joe was taken to the doctor's for his immunisation injection and bore it bravely as the needle went into his arm.
He and his dad came out of the surgery, back into the waiting room. His father had been told they had to stay for about twenty minutes after the injection, just to check that Joe didn't suffer a bad reaction to it.
Joe, on the other hand, was keen to leave.
"We have to wait here for a little while, Joe," insisted his father. "Come on, sit down."
Joe looked at him conspiratorially.
"No, Dad, let's get out of here," he whispered. "I think they're trying to kill me."
Joe was taken to the doctor's for his immunisation injection and bore it bravely as the needle went into his arm.
He and his dad came out of the surgery, back into the waiting room. His father had been told they had to stay for about twenty minutes after the injection, just to check that Joe didn't suffer a bad reaction to it.
Joe, on the other hand, was keen to leave.
"We have to wait here for a little while, Joe," insisted his father. "Come on, sit down."
Joe looked at him conspiratorially.
"No, Dad, let's get out of here," he whispered. "I think they're trying to kill me."
posted by Daphne at 3:11 pm
3 Comments:
Thank you - you made me smile.
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings...
That child will go far.
Lucy
Three and a half year old Joe probably has the right idea.
Thanks for the giggle.
Hmm, Joe seems to be in cahoots with your mum!
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