Was out at lunch walking the canine when I spied a reasonable looking mum stting on a bench reading a ' woman's mag ' whilst her pre-school tyke gamboled in the glade.. As I approached said youngster rushed up to mum clutching a mittfull of wild flowers and weed tops scooped from the environs..Mum looked at the child and said " Oh, Dear, You shouldn't Have. ".. what brought me to a halt wasn't the wording but the intonation..it just didn't sound ' right '..then, in the next breath she proclaimed to the wee lad. [ gawd's awful truth, arrsers and arrsettes ] " Sweetheart, you shouldn't pick flowers... these are the little plants sex organs and if you pull them off, the plants can't grow new little baby plants.. You wouldn't want to pull off someone's penis or vagina, right? So don't pull flowers off, okay? " Almost collpased in shock, disbelief and raucous laughter..the kid was absolutely crushed - it was bloody obvious to me, if not the ' mum '.. "One kind word" from the loving parent and she condemned him to 30 years of psychoanalysis and therapy... didn't want to compound the kid's mental state, but I felt I should have unleashed the hound on her or, at least bashed her with a brick.. sadly, I did nothing.. had to rush home and down a few stiff drinks to clear my head..