Father, I am back once again. Let’s ignore the fact that someone threw a brick at me this morning. I want to be like you when I grow up, dad. Anyway, how is your day?
"Son, Mondays are always tough. But we, the Chiltons, are well-known for our undying optimism, nothing can break us. Not a gunshot, not even fire, not a lancet and definitely not a brick, son.
Yes, we fall down. But we always get up stronger than before ... Erm, anyway...
My day is a typical Monday. I've had better, but I honestly hope I can get some wine now to improve it."












