There was a stage-school style scrap in the back of the car today

One minute there I was driving along happily with us all singing ‘Old McDonald’ in perfect (cough) harmony …

Then … shout, biff, wallop, pull, yell … total anarchy in the farmyard.

And all because …

One child was particularly enjoying being a pig and oinked for a bit longer than the other one thought was right for the song.