And even worse, that the Foster Parents, who we really believed were good at heart, are people-smugglers too.

And even, even worse, they’re not just people-smugglers, they’re kid-smugglers. They were at the container terminal this morning, all ready to ship off a boat-load of kids, but the Police are intervening as we speak.

We haven’t been this befuddled since the time we found out our Hopeless Romantic was a strawberry-smuggler.