My nephew Josh is a truly wicked person! (Somewhere between modern and traditional usage of the word wicked.)

Today is his last day of school before he starts study leave (or hay-making and rabbiting leave, as he will interpret it) prior to his GCSE exams. Despite being before the study leave begins, there is an exam today.

When Pa went to take Josh and Jess to school, Josh had got his ferret out. (Actally, one of his ferrets: the vasectomised male was less than adequately seen to and his female companion now has a nest of kits.)

"What are you doing with that?" asks Pa.

"I'm taking it to school," replies Josh completely straight-faced, "they said we could take one lucky thing to have on our desks during the exam. This is mine."

Apparently he said it so well that his granddad actually believed him!