Free-Range Thinking

| Related | June 11, 2013

(It’s quite late, and I’m in bed reading before I go to sleep. My 12-year-old daughter gets up to go to the toilet. As she wanders sleepily across the landing, I can hear her singing.)

Daughter: “I wish I was a chicken; I would be awesome, and eat soooooooup.”

(She goes back to bed, and I am left wondering what exactly it is that I have unleashed on an unsuspecting world.)

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