We were sitting up in bed earlier this morning talking about books...David had been reading an excellent book on his Kindle about Blake, the spy. This led on to a discussion about the recruitment of spies and how Cambridge seemed to have been the main area of choice.
This led us on I'm not sure how to a discussion of how political views were fostered and which of our parents had had a lasting influence on how we thought bout life and religion.
David has never been a really political animal whereas I was as a girl very much involved with the local Labour Party.
"Of course " I said "I never really stood much of a chance, having a teddy called Joe Stalin."
David boggled. He could not believe this information but it is true! . My parents were not really cruel.....they gave me a teddy for Christmas with a name already attached. For years I thought Joseph Stalin was a cuddly old teddy bear!
The first David had had a rabbit called Benito Musselini.
Can I ask anyone out there with political leanings not to colour your children's toys with dodgy politicians names....pity the child with a guinea pig called Berlesconi....sorry about the spelling but you get the idea!
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