Recently, my neighbour's little boy asked me how old my grandson is.
"11 months," I replied.
He looked confused. "How much is that?"
"Well, in another month he'll be one," I said.
He looked puzzled. "Does that mean he's still naught?"
That's downright demeaning! For someone who is "naught", he is - and has been - one Mighty presence!!
Well, good news, My Boy - today is your last day of being "naught"!! Tomorrow is the big day when you become ONE! And, of course, the next day, Saturday, we'll celebrate your first Birthday Party, which your mother is getting into a frenzy arranging.
I guess that means you were under age to be driving before tomorrow?
Go get 'em, Tiger, this is South Africa! You can always bribe your way out of it with your birthday money....
....if they can ever catch you!