In Sainsbury's with DGD, 3, choosing a couple of bunches of flowers. 'Can I choose' she asked, and picked up some lovely stocks from a bucket, but there were only three stems in the bunch. 'They're a bit weedy' said I, putting them back, before choosing some other flowers. 'Somebody's done a wee on them?' she shrieked with a look of delight on her face. All the way through checkout and out the doors, her loud questions could be heard by all around us. 'Who did a wee on the flowers, nana? Whyyyyyyyy? Was it a naughty boy?' I must choose my words more carefully 