Humour is just another defence against the universe.

Lately, Henry has taken to telling me how much he'd like to be in a wheelchair. I keep telling him that life in a wheelchair isn't a barrel of monkeys, and definitely isn't something to aspire to (with all due respect to those of you in wheelchairs).

Anyway, to prove the point, Ezra spent the day in a little cart like a bloke with no legs.