My next door neighbours...
Have two boys and a baby girl. The boys are four and six years old, the older being a cheeky little chappy and the younger being a whiney but maddeningly clever mini-person.

We have a lattice fence between our gardens, so the boys can see us and play with us. However, soon after installing it, 3 years ago, the older figured out how to scale it. From then on it was a regular occurrence to hear "Josh, get down from the fence!".

Anyway, about a year after the fence was installed I was talking to Mr. Neighbour, and Josh was, once again, climbing the fence. He slipped and fell, only a little way, and said "oh, fucking hell!" His father simply responded: "Josh, don't say that please, it's not very nice."

And we never spoke of it again.
(notjustahatrack peeling a sausage..., Sun 20 Apr 2008, 21:41, Reply)