Hannah was wandering around at bedtime tonight singing a little song about car insurance, as you do. Actually, the song was Diamonds Are A Girl’s Best Friend, with the phrase “car insurance!” thrown in at random. Apparently it’s off an advert.
“Do you know what car insurance is, Hannah?” asked Nicola.
“Yeah!” chirped Lauren’s voice from the toilet. The family reconvened at the open door to the smallest room to hear more. “And it’s not the only kind of insurance,” Lauren continued, beginning to count off on her fingers. “There’s pet insurance… life insurance…”
“Home insurance!” chimed Hannah.
“Yeah, home insurance…”
“How do you know all this, girls?” I asked, feeling somewhat impressed.
“Well, you know at Tesco’s, near the till, yeah?” said Lauren. “They’ve got all those leaflets, and there’s pet insurance, life insurance…”
“Home insurance!”
“Yeah, home insurance… and… there’s one you’ve forgotten, Hannah!”
Short comedy pause.
“Peg insurance!”
Whereupon Lauren laughed so much she fell off the toilet.
Get me some of that peg insurance, now!
Brilliant. I’ve never recovered from “Mum, calm down, it’s only a commercial.”