i came downstairs and my dad was slicing up some used toothpaste cartons. another pinhole camera? no, wait and see. interested, i watched him pull the backing off some doublesided tape and meddling with mirrors until my mater called us in for lunch. after lunch he came upstairs to show me - he'd gone and made a mini periscope. when i get back from the library i shall go next door to show it to the kiddies. for years i used to be the youngest person on our street and now when you go out you have to inch through the masses of toddlers.

the upside is that i'm reintroduced to the joys of ribena.