He looked up in horror when he realised I'd taken a photo, and said, 'Mum, don't tell anyone I'm reading Romeo and Juliet. He's so not my kinda guy.'
I assured him nobody would think ill of him, and that his camouflage trousers and military t-shirt would allay any fears the readers might be tempted to have.
So, for the record: my Wee Guy is a man's man. Got it?