It’s good to have someone to blame.

Got up this morning and discovered someone had spilt a bowl of cornflakes on the couch in the lounge. My daughter, who was in the room watching TV said she suspected it had been carried out by al-Qaeda. I had to admit that it did have all the tell tale signs of a how I imagine al-Qaeda would attack my couch with milk. When the missus got up she didn't share our convictions about the identity of perpetrators but by then we had already made a statement to the media so it was too late.