I sometimes think that being me is a bit like being a parent
with ten kids. The kids do most of the talking, and they each have their own
areas of interest. Occasionally those areas overlap, so then there’s more than
one kid talking. Sometimes they disagree and squabble, sometimes they agree and
support each other. Most of the time the parent keeps a watchful eye on them
and stops them going too far with their ideas, opinions or reactions.
But then there are the times when the parent is asleep, or
simply not paying attention, and only discovers later what the kid has said. A
tongue wagging is called for:
‘Look what you said to that nice lady in America,
Jeffrey 9. You might have hurt her feelings and that was very naughty. Don’t do
it again.’
Well, the ten Jeffreys are like any other ten kids. Some of
them do as they’re told, and some of them don’t. And they’re all me.
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