I had one of those moments last week, when meeting an important client for lunch (who I had only met once before a few months ago) said to me "Didn't I see you furniture shopping in Nunawading a few weeks ago?". My mind immediately went to "Uh-oh... what was I wearing/doing at the time". As my wonderful wife will tell you, I am constantly doing stupid things in public with her and Aurora to try and get a laugh out of them. This includes dancing, singing, jumping, hiding, yelling and generally acting like a fool. I also don't mind putting stupid things on my head. As my wife will also testify to, the weekends are not the height of my fashion week. In fact, I'm often wearing an un-ironed Microsoft, Wijojo or music t-shirt with dirty jeans or dirty shorts. (At this point you're no doubt thinking, "How can I hang with this guy and soak up some of his super-stylin'?").

Anyway, my answer to the client's question; "Did I have a screaming three year old hanging off my arm? Then yes, you probably did", and a quick change of subject :)