We recently had Tree-Fu-Tom visit our local shopping centre.
I don't really get his appeal myself, Hong Kong Phooey was a lot better, but in the world of CBeebies and children's television, he is quite a big name. Being the dutiful dad I thought it a good idea to take son number one and son mumber two to see Tom and have their pictures taken with him.
Big mistake. Firstly, son number two protested the whole way, as he wanted to....... stay in and watch CBeebies. A clear victory for those who believe in the power of television - at just three years old he has established that the box is more powerful than a single character from it. The next problem came when they saw Tree-Fu-Tom in the flesh, or as close as we can get to it with an animated character. Both hid behind me, even when other children were settling down for hugs and photographs. Son number one then made a burst for it - directly into a nearby jeweller's.
Twins are difficult to deal with when both run in opposite directions, and by the time we emerged Tree-Fu-Tom was a figure in the distance, heading off for what I was told was a fifteen minute tea break. I don't suppose I can begrudge a rather punily built young man paid to dress up in a silly outfit a cup of tea, but those were not exactly my sentiments at the time.
Fifteen minutes later, we were all back at home, watching, of course, CBeebies.