I'd been revarnishing this what do you ma call it?? Clothes horse?? which I found in the back of the shed in the spirit of 'make do n mend' and the need to try and find a way of drying whites without the dryer (it turns them grey) and without the sun (seems to have disappeared).
Came outside and Joseph was stood like this
'Mummy I'm on a cross'
'Oh dear that's really sad, it must really hurt' I replied.
He then came away and said
'Mummy it's OK, look I'm resurrected'
You know it's moments like this when you realise that they actually do take things in.