Back of the ... oh dear

When George and I arrived at the football, Andy greeted us with the words "Dad, I scored a goal."

At the very moment I congratulated him, he continued, "...it was an OG*, though."

"Oh, gee," I said.

Well, under the rules of Dad Humour, what else could I say?

Later Andy went for a sleepover at his pal's, and Matt headed off to the "Brass Monkey" scout camp at Bonaly, so we've just got the pleasure of George's company for the evening.


*own goal