This morning I came downstairs to find an empty box of maltesers on the kitchen surface. "What happened to the maltesers?" I asked Littl'un. "The fox ate them" he said without a trace of guilt. Then when I said "did you eat them?" he said "well there are some more in the fridge, I checked, and the fox told me to eat them".
I have to applaud his inventiveness really, what will he come up with next?