NO one does fury quite so furiously as a nine-year-old boy with a bee in his bonnet (or his baseball cap, depending on what he happens to be wearing that day).
ARE you an infomaniac? If you have just shouted that question across the office at your boss, you've probably just realised that it sounds different when said out loud.
You've been playing with your kids all day, laughing at their nonsensical jokes ("Why does a cow say moo?"; "Because it rhymes with poo!"), playing endless games of snap (children cheat, get over it) and throwing a ball 47,000 times for them to catch it once followed by loud cheering and an honorary lap of the garden.
ANYONE who has watched the brilliant new BBC2 drama Mad Men about the goings-on at a Madison Avenue advertising agency in the early days of the 1960s will thank their lucky stars for equality.
SOME people are natural silver lining seekers. Give them lemons and they'll make lemonade. Give them food poisoning and they'll make the cardboard vomit catchers doled out in hospital into jaunty little hats to amuse the other patients.
