Lewis hates opera. Well, too be fair, he doesn't hate it all: he says he likes Verdi, and he likes Wagner. Still, he usually turns off BBC3 during the metropolitan opera broadcast on Saturday evenings. Apparently, Anna takes after her daddy. 'Scary bit!' she insists, whenever she hears opera on the radio. It's not scary, I tell her.
So a week or so ago, I was with the children in the dining room, and the opera was on. Anna was complaining, as usual. Not only was it scary; she insisted that she couldn't like it. (That's Anna: it's not that she doesn't like something, it's that she can't like it.)
'Of course you like it,' Iain interjected. 'It's lovely.'
That's my boy.
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