Boy Three as a red devil  “Mummy, help me.” Boy Three was sitting at the table amid a scatter of top-less pens and broken crayons.“In a minute.”“No. Now!”“Ok. What do you want?”“I want you to draw this for me.”“Why? You could draw it, couldn’t you?” “Well. I’m a boy and you’re a girl,” “So?”“D’oh. Girls are […]