Monday, 25 May 2009
Last night The Girl was adoring her new present, a magnifying glass, and as she crouched and inspected the floor she announced we would be Protectors.
You mean Detectives? I asked. People who solve mysteries?
Yes, De-tec-tives, she said, inspecting bits of leaf on the floor one by one, and finally announcing they must have been left by a leaf-eating monster.
Have you heard of Sherlock Holmes? I said. He was a famous detective in stories, and he carried a magnifying glass.
She loved the name Sherlock Holmes, and as she wanted to be a great detective herself, she said that from now on, "I will be Shamrock Me."