Mummy wasn't in when I came downstairs this morning, but she had left a note. Alison said the note instructed her to give me a kiss on mummy's behalf. She gave me a kiss and I was happy. "Oh great, I said". Then I had a closer look at the piece of paper. "Is mummy in the paper?" I enquired. For some reason Alison laughed. I realised, however, that mummy could not be in the paper.