“Mamma, is it Friday today?”
“No, sweetheart, it’s Thursday.”
The tiny little body stiffens as the fury whirls up within him.
“But Friday is Take A Toy day. And I HATE Thursdays. Thursdays smell like farts. I hate Thursday so much that I will paint it pink, stamp on it, break it into many, many pieces and flush it down the toilet. And then Thursdays will drown in the sea forever.”
Anger Management à la an-otherwise-peaceful and happy Armaan.
Clearly all that Roald Dahl is having an impact.