Grace was riding on my back like a horsey, and after a few times up and down the passage my knees where starting to take strain (and I now understand why Eli’s knees are bruised). I flopped down flat on the floor and said, “Agh, the horsey is dead.” Grace continues to sit on me and says, “Rise up!”

It took me a while before I did “Rise up!” mainly because I had to recover from the fits of laughter.