when you are five, and you have to go to school on your birthday, going to London for the first time to look at the lions and the polar bear is less enticing than going home to play with the toys you got to look at but not play with when you got up.
So you throw a tearful strop and are old enough not to be distracted by anything until you get your own way, winning big on the birthday bluff that adults won't tell you off 'today'
Men!
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