Saturday, 23 August 2008

Insured Of A Future

Polly went to the post office the other day. The boys were with her. She reports the following conversation.


M: (bored)
What's that?


Polly: (distracted)
It's a poster advertising insurance.


M:
What's insurance?


Polly:
If you buy something valuable like a car or a television you can pay a little bit of money to insure against it being damaged. If it gets broken the insurance company gives you money to buy a new one.


M:(intrigued)
Wow. So if I break the telly they'll give us money for a new one.


Polly:
Er. . . Well, if you did it accidentally.


M:
What else can be insured?


Polly:
Just about anything. Houses, boats, people.


M:
People? Like you and daddy?


Polly:
Well like me. They won't insure daddy.


M:
So, you're insured?


Polly:
Yes. If I die daddy will be a very rich man.


M:
So if you suddenly die daddy gets lots of money. Cool.


Polly:
Well yes. But I'd be dead so you would be sad. Wouldn't you?


M:
Yes but dad would be rich. He could marry again.


Polly: (doubtfully)
Who would he marry?


M:
He'd be rich. He could marry any one.. . Kylie Minogue* probably.


Polly:
Oh.


M: (hopefully)
Or Catherine Tate**



* For the sake of our American and other non-British readers – Kylie Minogue = Petite Australian Pop Princess


** Catherine Tate = British Comedienne\Actor beloved of M because she stars as Donna, Dr Who's assistant.