One day, Becky meets her old friend Rachel in Hendon. She asks, ‘So how is your son the solicitor?’
‘David’s fine, thanks. Please God every solicitor should be as busy as he is ‘ he’s even having to turn away new business.’
‘And how’s your daughter Hannah?’
‘She’s doing really fine. She’s now playing her violin in almost every major concert hall around the world and we hardly see her these days.’
‘And what about your youngest son?’
‘Oh Issy? He’s doing OK, I suppose. He’s currently selling cheap clothing to all the street markets in central London. Mind you, if it wasn’t for Issy, we would all be starving.’
Credit: David Minkoff, A Word In Your Eye