More bottom humour

Yesterday afternoon, Oliver was sitting on the sofa watching Postman Pat while Hayley was feeding Lucy her bottle. I left the room foor a moment. When I returned I found Hayley crying with laughter. Apparently, Oliver, without taking his eyes off the TV, had lifted his right buttock, broken wind and then lowered it again without further comment.

Poor Lucy continued to drink her bottle despite it shaking with Hayley's laughter. I couoldn't help feeling a tinge of pride at the little man's blokish demeanor.