Last night she left me the piano parts for her next sax exam. She announced with justifiable pride, that she her sax teacher had 'helped her get 139 for her last exam'.
Aha, thought I, time for a tease. I have worked with her teacher and know how good he is, so
"Well, that's not very good, is it? What happened to the other 11 marks?"
Quick as a flash and with a wicked grin, came the response, "Well, that's 7 marks more than you helped me get, so he's better than you" and stuck her tongue out at me.
Game, set, match, tournament to Harriet.
What do you guys think? Was I the victim of a superior wit or suckered by pre-planning?
Steve
