It’s more than two weeks since the kids tumbled off the school bus full of Santa-fueled excitement. Since then they have consumed their body weights several times over in nutritionally impoverished but tasty junk, created a mountain of empty present wrappers as high as the now-very-bald Christmas tree and nearly finished the Simpsons X-box game.
Why, then, did boy two wait until the school bus was spluttering its way around the corner to say: “Mum my gym shoes don’t fit any more, they hurt my feet.”?