Cheese police are here for me

It’s important the parade continues – but safely

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Do you ever have hair-brained ideas that come back to bite you, or is it just me?

A couple of weeks ago I wrote about the introduction of the Fruit Police into our household.

It was a stupid idea (one of many) of mine to encourage my daughter to eat more fruit.

The principle was simple – I had to ‘check in’ with the police every evening to let them know how much fruit Molly had eaten – pressuring her into eating more.

Now, I’m a cheese avoider.

I’ve never taken to the rubbery, smelly beast.

I regularly get mocked and ridiculed but my daughter has taken this to the next level.

Whilst walking through Portchester she spotted a policeman, pulled me close and whispered menacingly into my ear ‘You’d better be good Daddy, or I’ll tell that man you have never eaten cheese and the cheese police will put you in prison.’

Who’s the fool now?