The Greatest Love of All

Sunday morning, back on the ranch. Having a cuppa and watching Pride and Prejudice on the box. Sib 2 finally emerges from his slumber, plods up the hall, falls onto the couch, and changes the channel. I roar at him to change it back. He watchs the film for a few minutes, and then starts whining about it…

Him: Why, why do you want to watch this? It’s boring and crap.

Me: It’s Jane Austen, it’s one of the greatest love stories of all time!

Him: No, me and my hair is the greatest love story of all time.


Couldn’t argue with that…