'What's in the box Mum?' asked inquisitive Stuart. 'And what box would that be, ' answered his Mum Ann. 'That box you have in your hand Mum, the square box.' 'This square box in my hand, this square blue box that's got a wee boy's name on the front and looks like it could be some sort of birthday present but it's for a wee boy called Stuart, so do we know a wee boy called Stuart and if we do, is it his birthday today?' 'That was almost funny Mum, ' replied seven year old Stuart and when she saw how he was standing with his hands on his hips she asked herself if he really was only seven today but she never had time to ask herself anything else because as quick as a flash he was by her side and pleading for all he was worth for the blue box he knew was for hi