Nerd Do Well: A Small Boy's Journey to Becoming a Big Kid

by Simon Pegg

I don’t even have a robotic butler. Not any more.

I seem to remember her getting a controversial perm but I’m sure it had no bearing on the breakdown of our relationship –

Actually, it’s preposterous to imagine her going to such lengths; there is no way my mum would ever eat cardboard.

‘I saw your eyes back there, it was as though you were possessed by robot satan aka, B.L.Z. Bub.’

It sounds like I’m waxing fatal again, but I’m not; it comes back down to my whole dubious science thing. We might not know we are seeking out the people who best enrich our lives, but somewhere on a deep, subconscious level we absolutely are. Whether that bond is temporary or permanent, whether it succeeds or fails, fate is simply a conflagration of choices that combine with others to shape the relationships that surround us. We cannot choose our family but we can choose our friends, and we do, sometimes before we have even met them.

You know who you are :)