I made someone laugh today.

Eldest and I were sat in the Market Square, in the car, waiting for the post office to open. Right opposite a barber shop.

The barber’s was open…we could see that by the 6 chairs placed outside for potential customers.

OK. Rewind. I think both my sons are having a silent beard growing contest. Youngest is winning. The darned thing is so big and bushy now that he refuses my suggestion to wear a bib when eating.

Be quiet, Mother. I store food there for later!!!

Disgusting child :o(

Back to the point.

A young man, about youngest’s age, sat down – outside – waiting for the barber summons. I said :

OMG. Look at that. His beard is bigger than your brother’s.

LOL :o)