Want to feel alive? Go buy a Mexican wrestling mask

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If you want to feel alive, buy a Mexican wrestling mask.

At Christmas I bought my son Jack a little pint-sized mask for his three-year-old head. If you’ve never seen one before, it’s a glittering, brightly-coloured full face affair, zipped up at the back.

Imagine a balaclava that’s been pimped by Danny La Rue.

Now when I get in from work, rather than the more traditional ‘hello dad’, I’m confronted by silence.

Then, not unlike Kato from the Pink Panther films, a bare-chested toddler appears from the shadows, trying to deliver some rough justice.

Try it. Keeps you on your toes, brightens up the day and ensures the neighbours keep their distance.

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