Devilboy has been quite set on his future career for the best part of a year . In fact, he’s been very specific about it.
He will be, and I quote, a “fireman-dog and cat and snake doctor-rockstar-guitar player-kung fu warrior.”
When we mention that this will keep him terribly busy he simply points out that he’ll manage because we’ll be his “personal assistants”. Read slaves.
This morning, completely out of left field, this all changed.
“Mummy, I have to tell you something really important. I’ve changed my mind. When I grow up I would like to be a ninja. And a clown.”
When he grows up? The kid is obviously a child prodigy because he’s already well and truly achieved one of those goals and he isn’t even five yet.
Having had some time to think it over, I think it’s an excellent career choice.
I can see him now, a smiling assassin that silently and stealthily abseils into battle wearing giant orange clown shoes and a spinning bow tie with his black shinobi shozoku, flinging shirukin stars to the left and squirting plastic flowers to the right.
There’s gotta be a Tarantino film in that.