I can recall a time well over half a century ago (OK, I was four years old) when I went around “touching” things with an imaginary eleven foot pole that I “wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole”.
And then I read recently,
They’d be fools to touch it with a 40 foot pole.
*sigh*
Time for the imaginary 41 foot pole?
*heh* Perhaps, Perri. Mind you, four-year-old me enlisted the aid of his six-year-old sister and Mother’s kitchen yardstick to measure out eleven feet, so I would be sure to NOT “touch” things with my imaginary pole that I ought not to… 🙂 It was the beginning of my “good eye” for measurements, I guess. Doing that with a 41-foot pole would be… a bit more problematic for most four-year-olds, though–eh?