Julian asks about Angels.

"Mum, is Nanny coming for Christmas Dinner?"
"No Darling, Nanny is having Christmas Dinner with the Angels"
"Where?"
"In Heaven, darling"

She hated this time of the morning, maybe it was the coco-pops that made him suddenly ask all these questions. Tommorow she would change to rice crispies, but today she would be on her guard not get tied up in knots like other days.

"Wheres Heaven"

Easy one!

"Its up in the sky darling, way up in the sky"
"Is she on her own with the Angels?"
"No Darling, she's with Grandad, you didn't know Grandad, he went to Heaven before you were born"
"Ah, so its Nanny and Grandad and the Angels then?"
"Yes Darling"

Phew, so far so good, looks like everythings going to be ok.

"What do the Angels look like?"
"They're all dressed in white and have lovely wings"
"Like Seagulls?"
"No, no, not like Seagulls! Like Swans"

Damn, where did that come from? Swans, bloody Swans, this is all going terribly wrong.

"So its Nanny and Grandad and the Swan people?"
"No, no, they're not Swan people"
"Do they have beaks?"
"Who?"
"The Swan people!"

This was not going well, she had this vision in her mind of her dead parents sitting on a cloud in the sky surrounded by people in swan costumes.

"They are normal people, just like me and daddy but they have lovely wings, just like the swans in the park, lovely big white wings"

That should do it, nice clarity, yes well done.

"How many Angels will there be?"
"I don't know darling, about 5"

Five?, Five?, why the hell did she say Five?

"Are they boy Angels or Girl Angels?"
"Err, 3 boys and 2 girls"
"Do they sit at a table for dinner like we do?"
"Yes darling they all sit round a nice big table"

Well done, clawed it back, all going well now.

"But the Swan people don't need chairs, cos they can fly, can Nanny and grandad fly?"
"No, no, they are sitting in the nice chairs, while the ANGELS fly round them"

Wrong answer, why didn't she just say they all sat down, this could go wrong again.

"I dont think Nanny is going to like that, trying to eat her dinner while the big swans fly all round her"
"They're not Swans!, they just have big wings, now eat your breakfast or you'll be late for school!"

Good, that should close the conversation, no more questions surely.

"Will Nanny and Grandad become Angels one day"
"Err yes, they were both good people so one day they will become Angels"
"Thats good, cos when they become Angels, we can feed them in the park, with all the other Swans"
"THEY'RE NOT SWANS, THEY'RE ANGELS"

Definately rice bloody crispies tommorow!