November 1, 2008: My Son, Spud

[xoxoxoBruce]

As a father of three daughters, Andrew Stewart has always wanted a son.
So, when his mother handed him a inch-long potato taken from a bag of Maris Pipers with an uncanny likeness to his nephew, he thought his prayers had been answered.

The carpet fitter, of Higher Bank Road, Fulwood, could not believe the likeness the vegetable he has dubbed 'Spuddy' bears to his young six-year-old relative.

The 46-year-old said: "He is only tiny but you can see a little face and even got the hair which looks like it is blowing in the wind; all the neighbours have been over and they cannot believe the likeness.

"My mum, Evelyn, gave it to me and said to give it to my youngest daughter Olivia, 9, and she will not leave him alone now.

Must be something in the genes, the whole family is daft. Or maybe the water, as the reporter seems to be afflicted too.

I predict Progeria in this lad's future.

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