My Extremely Handsome Son George informs me that he is going for a walk today with his friend Cameron.
"Where are you walking to son?"
"Going to Pulborough dad."
"Blimey that's what you call a walk. Must be about 20 miles.
"Yeah about that I think."
"Do you want me to come and pick you up when you get there?"
"How you going to get home then?"
"We're going to walk home."
My Extremely Handsome Son George doesn't half make me feel old sometimes!