I'm pretty sure that I don't have Asperger's Syndrome, but when I was a kid I just believed everything I was told and, consequently, didn't really understand that such a thing as a lie existed, so didn't tell them. (Maybe I was especially dumb.) My father and sister once told me that cinemas has special showings of movies such as Lassie and Rin Tin Tin for dogs, rather like the children's Saturday morning pictures. This was, according to them, the reason why the seats folded up – so that the dogs could see the screen – and the usherettes came round during the interval with trays of dog biscuits and bones. I believed every word and when they told me it was just a story that they had made up, I cried for days. (Yes, I obviously was an especially dumb kid.)