Boys will be boys

Waiting outside for the library to open are four young boys, clutching a book or two between them. Obviously, an island culture, away from the pernicisous influence of towns, has led them to the quiet pursuit of reading.

The library doors open, and indulgently, I let them rush past me - encourage the little darlings, eh? I'm an avid reader myself, but this time, I've come to use the internet.

And so have the boys. Of course. Four boys + four PCs - none for me. Next time, I'll be the one pushing them out of the way.