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I once had my little sister convinced that the unicorn myth was started when sailors bred a donkey and a rhino, to create a hybrid called a rhinonkey.
A fleeting comment about wild haggis on holidays in July has turned into a family wide obsession with my kids and their cousins, uncles, grandfather and seemingly now a load of kids in their school. It was actually mentioned in a parent t teacher interview.........
There are very few Haggis in the wild now .
Sad.
I passed a haggis hunt on the way to work this morning
When I was a kid growing up in Yorkshire in the 70s there was the "Black Panther' (ie Donald Neilson) murder stories going around school. Anyway, me and my friend made up a story about murders happening around us and that he'd leave his 'calling card' message 'Look Out For Cat' at the sites of the murders but that he couldn't spell very well so just shortened it to 'LUFC'.
When I was a little kid living at home there was a random big cast iron bowl looking thing kicking about in a shed. My dad referred to it as the sacrificial goat blood letting bowl. I must have believed him at the time because twenty five years later he's up at my place and mentions some big cast iron bowl type thing and I piped up "That sounds like the sacrificial goat bloo...". I didn't have to see the satisfied grin on his face to realise I'd stored this lie away in the back of my brain for most of my life, the bastard. The missus got a good laugh out of it anyway.
I still don't know what the bowl was, what it was for or why my dad had it and I'm definitely not asking him!
I told my nephews ( the power kite duo) that dinosaurs still lived in Iceland . They actually believed me and went on and on about going to Iceland to see the dinosaurs to my poor confused sister.
I have never admitted to her that I might have suggested this fantastic idea was not entirely true
"Cue two kids running away to it only to find it’s a deserted cabin and not the promised cafe. They still glare at him now if he reminds them of that one."
Brilliant. The Lingy hut will be perfect I think. 🙂
Does this have to be restricted to children?
I left Uni with a G/f in tow, lovely sweet girl.
Remember Richard Branson and Pier Lindstrom’s ballon around the Earth attempt?
Well, they landed (obviously) a week or two passed and she asked me the question “are they still up there?”
Yes, I said. They broke through the atmosphere and NASA are sending a Shuttle to pick them up..
About a month later in the pub she pops up with “did the Shuttle collect Richard and Pier?”
We were with a large group of friends, hilarity ensued.
I did come clean, but you could tell by the look in her eyes that she wasn’t quite sure whether to believe me or not..
Such a sweet girl.
There wasn’t a moving car in sight. But feel free to know more about a situation than someone who was there when you weren’t.
Tbf it was a car park. People have been in car parks so know what they are like. Kids that gulibale are probably young and I’d not let my young kids run in a car park even on the paved sections in case they don’t stop at the end.
Role reversal (kids getting one over their parents): one of my work colleagues has twins. When they were 4-5 years old, if they were out with one parent they would sometimes give each other "the look", then set of running in opposite directions, leaving an angry parent with a decision to make (angry as it. typically happened on a busy road). 😁
Does this have to be restricted to children?
I left Uni with a G/f in tow, lovely sweet girl.
A friend of mine had a girlfriend who was into her art. One year he asked what she wanted for her birthday and she replied, "an easel."
Fast forward a couple of weeks, he announces, "I went down to the pet shop today."
"What for?" she asks.
"Oh, I've ordered that weasel you wanted."
She fell for it hook, line, sinker, rod, reel and copy of Angling Weekly. He kept it up for weeks, told her it was a special order (so obviously couldn't cancel it), really expensive because it was a pedigree, went window-shopping for cages, she was stood there going "um, well, I'm sure it'll be really nice..."
One of the most intelligent women I've ever known, PhDs and qualifications coming out of the wazoo and one of the country's leading experts in her field (been on telly for it and everything), but she did have the odd blind spot, bless her.
Convinced my mate's wife that a gazebo was a kind of African antelope. She's still not forgiven me, many years later.
I told my nephews ( the power kite duo) that dinosaurs still lived in Iceland .
I've never been to Iceland.......🙁
You'd get eaten by the dinosaurs.
#RustyForPrey
🙂
Had my kids believing that David Blaine was Dynamo’s dad. Kept me entertained!
Flossing has the same effect.
Oooh, really must try that…
Works whatever their age. If they're young, they'll stop bickering and join in. If they're older, they'll disappear to the other end of the shop and you can't hear them bickering. Wins all ways.
Also - moon walking, they love that too.
When my nephew was 5 we took him to a small country park. Just outside the visitor's centre was a maze.
He ran into it with glee and when we knew he was quite a way in, hubby and I ran and hid behind a bench. Nephew finally got out and spent a couple of minutes looking around for us. As soon as we realised he was getting worried we jumped out and he pretended all was cool and he knew we were there all the time, which was far from the case.
Does this have to be restricted to children?
Oh no, not at all!
Last Sunday, crossing the Severn Bridge my wife said she thought there was a small fire on top of one of the towers. I looked up and could see a red light.
”Yes, they keep small fires going to stop storks from nesting up there.” She realised I was making it up when I started giggling at the same time as giving a reasonably accurate overview of the natural diversity of the Severn. Including storks. And crocodiles, of course.