For those moments that just leave you in a giggling heap...
Last night, I took my Daughter, Niece and Nephew; to the wall.
Being a wet Friday evening, it could best be described as "Bloody Heaving".
In a crowded bouldering room...
My darling, seven year old, Nephew ( having completed a tricky sequence he'd been working); called for his uncle's attention.
Freudian?
Maybe.
Funny?
Yep.
The look on his face, in the now silent, frozen room, as he realised what he'd said?
Priceless!
Did he shout "look at me , Uncle Matt"?
No.
He said.
"Look at me, UNCLE MONKEY!"
Actually, I kinda like it...