We'd just about finished a 45 minute give-away lesson in Nana Beans (a granny palace, for all intensive purposes) to a bunch of little people and it had gone pretty well. There was 'Cowboys', 'Please... eat a banana' and we'd even played 'Flyswatter Karuta'. The mothers, who had sat at the back of the room for the duration of the lesson, seemed to be happy. The man running the show seemed to be happy. He asked the kids, 'Wasn't that good?!' One of the little squirts, sat right at he front, piped up 'Maybe'. He asked again, 'Wasn't that fun?!' The same know-it-all punk just sat there, looked up and said 'Maybe'.
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