My wife remarked this morning, 'Jack and Lucy have a new labrador. They've been planning it for some time.'
We all felt we should rush out and buy a card or something.
Which reminds me...
A week or so back some friends of ours were out with their three year old son when they ran into the former organiser of the local pony club.
'This is Simon', they proudly stated.
'Hello Simon', she beamed. 'Have you had your leg over yet?'
I'm told the stunned father was unable to speak for several minutes.