My grandmother looked at me with a fierce look on her face.
“What does that word mean, Ted?”
“Oh that? It means silly person. I get called it all the time at school.”
The other three exchanged looks; it was as though they didn’t believe me.
“You can take back the C, the U and N and build something else.:
So I put them on my rack and began to move the letters around, slightly annoyed at this adult ruling.
It wasn’t easy making words for me at that stage, especially with all these darned U letters dominating the rack. Mind you, I did have an F. I had just lined two of my previous letters next to it when my grandmother peered over the rack and spotted the nascent word under construction.