Some days you're the dog. Other days you're the lamppost. Heard a beaut last week. I was actually there for the aftermath. A call to our local Poundstretcher. 'Child Fallen down. Convulsing. Vomiting.' Seems this little angel had gorged on Kentucky and McDonalds and honked it all up in the shop. Some parents do elaborate when they make calls - they think the ambulance will get there that bit quicker.