Everyone! I will now sing Fireman Sam!But also somewhat terrifying:
FIREMAN... um, SAM!
I am a farmer OF PEOPLE!
I was also forced to confront the fact that my father's mind may now be wondering quite some way from the beaten path:
Dad: I heard this story you'd love. There's this guy who has to go see a play being put on by this terrible but wealthy actress, who's hired a theatre and employed a cast so she can star in an adaptation of Anna Karenina. Have you read the book?
SpaceSquid: I have not.
D: Well anyway. They're all there handing out their Hanukkah presents.
D: A sort of Jewish Christmas.
SS: I know what it is, I just don't think that-
D: And then the Gestapo arrive.
D: And our guy shouts "Look in the attic!"
D: What? Isn't it funny?
SS: Do you mean Anne Frank?
D: Er... yes.
SS: Now it's funny.
I suppose there is something oddly comforting in the idea that the generations above and below mine are just as bizarre as my own.